[She stiffens slightly, waiting for the 'I'm sorry', the condolences that have so often been empty words... Though somehow she gets the sense that they wouldn't be, here. Not from him.
When he trails off and doesn't finish the thought, she looks back towards him, her expression a little bit miserable - but there's a resilience to it all the same. That's cemented when she says, in a voice that she has to fight to keep from cracking slightly:]
Yeah. I know we will. I just wish... All of this was different.
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When he trails off and doesn't finish the thought, she looks back towards him, her expression a little bit miserable - but there's a resilience to it all the same. That's cemented when she says, in a voice that she has to fight to keep from cracking slightly:]
Yeah. I know we will. I just wish... All of this was different.
WOW BE NICE TO ME!!!!!!
[ One of his hands curls into a loose fist. ]
But that's why we have to work as hard as we can. Even if it turns out that we can't stop this... we still have to try.
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If you ever have a way I can help... I'm here.
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[A pause, and then...]
Are you going to be ready for tomorrow?