Markus was soon pretty comfortable just reading aloud to Agnes. It was nice, and he enjoyed reading anyways. His voice did start to hurt a little after an hour or two of reading, though that didn’t seem to bother him much.
Markus stopped when she spoke, nodding lightly. He hoped she still liked it, and that he hadn’t done something wrong.
“No..”, he replied quietly and shook his head. He could drink by himself. Other than walking around, he was pretty good at doing things by himself.
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