[Her smile's a bit. Brittle. But at least it's there. She's not who she used to be. She's not yet who she'll be tomorrow. You have to take things one day at a time. Accept that the only way forward is through.
She still has hope, but she wonders now, how much longer it'll be before it gets snuffed out too. She needles her pocketknife into the wood and chances another look at him.]
Company's not all bad, though. Sometimes it's... nice. When somebody gets it.
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[Her smile's a bit. Brittle. But at least it's there. She's not who she used to be. She's not yet who she'll be tomorrow. You have to take things one day at a time. Accept that the only way forward is through.
She still has hope, but she wonders now, how much longer it'll be before it gets snuffed out too. She needles her pocketknife into the wood and chances another look at him.]
Company's not all bad, though. Sometimes it's... nice. When somebody gets it.