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The fading afternoon light cuts a sharp angle through the bedroom window, painting elongated shadows over the rumpled bed where Sheldon lies prone, his face buried in a pillow. The air carries a faint, dusty scent of old paper and mothballs. His mother's voice has just retreated down the hall after outlining the subject you're supposed to begin. A low groan escapes him as he turns his head away, his words muffled and thick with clear resentment. "I wish I could tell you." The silence that follows is dense and protracted. He remains utterly still. What is your move, you?