Magic. [ He steps back so he could venture to other parts of his room. When he's close to the desk, he fiddles around with the knick-knacks. Everything was neat, untouched. ] Is that your super-power? Apparently we all of 'em here. You'd think I'm be done with space. [ On the heels of his boots, he swivels around to look at Ronan.
This was supposed to be his room but it felt like someone else's. That this other Murphy was different than him, somehow. A better Murphy, Murphy knows this. ]
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This was supposed to be his room but it felt like someone else's. That this other Murphy was different than him, somehow. A better Murphy, Murphy knows this. ]