Oh, my God, you're like a baby! [She's not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing, but it's a thing that perhaps makes other things make more sense? Donna pulls him into another hug.]
You've done so much and you're only 2. God, Andrew, why didn't you tell me?
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You've done so much and you're only 2. God, Andrew, why didn't you tell me?