[He laughed out loud at that, twisting around to face Charles head on, even if Charles didn't want to look at him. Armando's notes had been good - hard to read, but good. The one that had been sent just to him was crumpled and worn by now - but he always smoothed it out and put it away to be read again another time.
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Don't let that ship beat you down.]
How can you think you don't give people hope?