[Beside Lefou, Ford stiffens, seeing the same man he does onscreen, and it doesn't take long for that big, brilliant brain of his to do the math; the pale face, the shaking, and the telltale ring of Lefou's own voice from that speaker. Ford turns in his seat and reaches for both of Lefou's hands, now, trying to ground him in reality.]
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He can't hurt you. Not here.