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Previously... He was seated down on his chair, relaxing his body after spending a lot of time training with Daniel. His simple gray shirt had its first button on top open, sleeves rolled up, and his head hovered near his chair. His hair was disheveled, not like he cared, he was just happy that he didn't need to pretend to be jolly, it sapped a lot out of him more than his birth mother did. Seth twirled the pen in his hands, as his mind was definitely somewhere else, he got disrupted by the sound of the door opening. "We need to talk." Erica said, as she breathed in heavily, as her forehead was drenched in sweat. The couple seemed to look tired but still kept their posture and body language, as it was drilled into both of them to act that way. "After you rest. You seem more tired than I