[A little breath of relief, even though she already knew he was himself, that he's here, that he's with her, that the understood offer is explicit, confirmed, spoken.]
Yeah. Good. I don't know what I'd fucking do without you, you know that?
[And she hasn't quite got to choked, but her voice is rough, heavy. She blinks fast, looks down, hands clenched tight.]
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Yeah. Good. I don't know what I'd fucking do without you, you know that?
[And she hasn't quite got to choked, but her voice is rough, heavy. She blinks fast, looks down, hands clenched tight.]
No. I'm not okay.