[Clive...Clive...he runs the name through his brain a few times before recalling a certain muscle-bound, chisel-jawed guy who showed up in the castle around the same time as Jill.]
It's good to have someone like that. You're lucky that he's here with you.
[Though it's sad that the man who took her on decided that at the age of twelve she was no longer his problem; she could make her own way. Wilhelm, at eighteen, still doesn't feel like a real adult.]
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