Maybe. [He accepts the contact, though he only relaxes incrementally.]
I've never been prone to them before. [Which is his way of saying that while it would be nice to believe it was just a nosebleed, he's pretty sure it wasn't. But it's a tired kind of response, because frankly, Booker is sick of it. He's sick of the headaches, and the nosebleeds, and all the rest of it. He knows there's something not quite right, like a space where something should be, but isn't, and it's tiresome.]
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I've never been prone to them before. [Which is his way of saying that while it would be nice to believe it was just a nosebleed, he's pretty sure it wasn't. But it's a tired kind of response, because frankly, Booker is sick of it. He's sick of the headaches, and the nosebleeds, and all the rest of it. He knows there's something not quite right, like a space where something should be, but isn't, and it's tiresome.]