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LilFox06 
Anya gave a little half shrug. "Maybe you're not asking the right questions?" Because she didn't have it all sorted out. She sure wouldn't be able to communicate what was going on in her head.
She chewed on a nail a little. "Okay." she replied. "I guess... I can start with something simple...?" she offered.
"It's my dad's." Not Jake's. In case he was wondering why she was wearing such a large sweater. Or how she even got it. "It's too small for him now."
So now this was his fault? That hardly seemed fair.
"Anya, you know what I'm talking about." She was being difficult.
"I just want to know why you seem so... put out." And that was an understatement. She seemed more than put out.
Milton nodded, gently encouraging her to go on. He was afraid that she would just break, physically or mentally, at any moment. When she spoke again, he was confused. It was her dad's? It took him a moment to realize she was talking about the extremely large sweatshirt.
"Oh..." Well, that was a start.
"Why.. are you wearing it?" Not that he was questioning her fashion sense... but she just never wore baggy stuff like that.