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'He said he'd stay if I told him the cloak looked good on him,' she thinks, her hands curling into fists as she walks. 'I told him it did.' There on that black planet, with him lying there all beat-up and sad looking, she'd told him his dumb cloak looked good on him. He'd even said it made him happy to hear her say it. 'I told him it did. So where is he? '