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'Someone else,' Charles repeats. 'Someone else. Wow.'Matthew wonders if he could have put it better. Charles is looking a bit shell-shocked. He concludes reluctantly that there wasn't any better way to do it. 'Obviously no one could ever replace Gareth,' he ventures, wondering if that's going to backfire. Why try?'No,' Charles agrees. 'Nobody could.' He twists his face into what's clearly meant to be a smile. 'Well, that's excellent news. I hope you'll be very happy.'That, Matthew supposes, is about as much as he could have hoped for. Charles was never very good at adjusting to reality.