[She listens, nodding absently even as she sniffs and tries to get the waterworks back under control.]
Yeah, I... I guess.
I guess I'm working stuff out.
I don't even really know WHAT I'm working out, though.
[She knows there's a certain emptiness to his promise-- not through any fault or intent of his, but just... the nature of this place. Of this life. She doesn't bring it up, either, but it still hangs over the conversation like an ugly raincloud.]
I never thought going back to being by myself would be so hard. I used to travel like this all the time, without even thinking about it.
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Yeah, I... I guess.
I guess I'm working stuff out.
I don't even really know WHAT I'm working out, though.
[She knows there's a certain emptiness to his promise-- not through any fault or intent of his, but just... the nature of this place. Of this life. She doesn't bring it up, either, but it still hangs over the conversation like an ugly raincloud.]
I never thought going back to being by myself would be so hard. I used to travel like this all the time, without even thinking about it.