[Justin stares a hole in the side of Neil's head. He knows. He knows and he's talking to him when, by rights, he should be at least as disgusted with him as Justin is with himself. Surprise wins out over any other emotions--fear, tentative hope, confusion, disbelief.]
I told you about the--about Olivia? ...Why are you still talking to me?
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I told you about the--about Olivia? ...Why are you still talking to me?
[Justin isn't offended, just perplexed.]