( when an zhe looks back up at him, gustave makes the effort to sport a bit of a smile, to show the young man that he is perfectly fineβthat things are okayβ,even if that bad idea could have become something worse. )
Yes, they were trying to take my arm from me.
( at that, he raises his left hand, a mechanical prosthetic, and moves the hand about to show its range of motion. )
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Yes, they were trying to take my arm from me.
( at that, he raises his left hand, a mechanical prosthetic, and moves the hand about to show its range of motion. )
I'm Gustave. What's your name?