[That draws a laugh from her. She covers her mouth with dainty fingers, even if the sound itself is scarcely audible.]
You're right, I forgot how noisy some men can be.
[Pouring some out for her dear sweet friends right now.]
You really think so? [She looks to the older woman, still sheepish, still miserable, but with a hint of placidity. More calm than she had been to start, for certain.] I don't know that it'll be the last time we have to lose someone on board. But...I hope it's the last time we feel like strangers.
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... But it's still—normal. To miss people you could have learned more about.
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You're right, I forgot how noisy some men can be.
[Pouring some out for her dear sweet friends right now.]
You really think so? [She looks to the older woman, still sheepish, still miserable, but with a hint of placidity. More calm than she had been to start, for certain.] I don't know that it'll be the last time we have to lose someone on board. But...I hope it's the last time we feel like strangers.
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[ okay that thought stopped being comforting half way through. good work. ]
It's probably not the last. But hey. We'll bond through the trauma.