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[devoutish]

Yeah?

[That's it, that's all you get.]

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[nursetemple]

Emily is resilient. She's very strong, but she needs you guys to keep some hope.

[devoutish]

Yeah, I told him you were gonna say that.

You need someone for yourself, as well.

[nursetemple]

Told who? Kid?

[Her head drops, chin to her chest. He is calmer than she is, right now.]

All right. What would you have me do?

[devoutish]

Mm. I'm not sharing these thoughts with her.

[devoutish]

Don't push it down and ignore it.

[nursetemple]

And the fact that you care for her, it keeps you going, doesn't it? You want to help her go home.

[devoutish]

Sure, yeah, it helps.

[nursetemple]

I'm not trying to. [She's sincere, sounding tired.]

I'm trying to parse it.

[A pause.]

And I wouldn't say no to help, I just don't know where to even start.

[devoutish]

Talk.

[nursetemple]

[She nods.]

If I were you, that's what I'd try to focus on.

[devoutish]

Mm.

She makes me want little ones of my own someday.

[nursetemple]

[Claire takes another deep breath, mouth open on words that don't come out, at first.]

It didn't feel... It didn't feel like it should have. There wasn't any of that life before your eyes stuff. When I got kidnapped, I had plenty of times to think about all the shit I regret. But here... it was just like, one second to the next.

[She wants to snap her fingers. Looking down at her hand, intently, she tries, tries. But nothing.]

And then I wake up in pitch black, and I roll around when I realize I'm in a bag, and I fall off and I have to open the zipper with my teeth, because my hands are - I don't even know what they are.

[As she talks, she gets more animated, sounding angrier by the word. And she is - it's humiliating, and terrifying, and she wants everything to make sense, but nothing does. Nothing does.]

[devoutish]

They'll come back, in a few days. It never lasts forever.

[nursetemple]

[Claire smiles.]

I hope you get to have them. I feel like you'd spoil them...

[nursetemple]

Yeah. [She drags her forearm under her nose, closing her eyes against the wave of nausea.]

I could deal with that if not for the dying part.

[devoutish]

After this place, I would. Yeah.

[devoutish]

Have you got any women friends to talk to?

[It's not meant as a dismissal, but he does figure that women are generally better at this sort of thing than he is.]

[equal_shots]

I don't suppose I have a choice, if you've gone and called him!

[devoutish]

No, you don't.

[equal_shots]

I was just trying to do something nice by calling and telling you about Claire!

[The teenager's huff is audible, but he sounds more upset than angry, and it's only a second later when he cuts the feed off abruptly.]

[nursetemple]

[Claire pauses, for a time.]

Do you think this place has taught you anything?

[devoutish]

Like what?

[nursetemple]

Um.

[She tries to think, going through the women in town that she knows. Steph, Amber, Natasha, and Tifa. She is pretty sure she is not close enough to any of them to contact them and ask for their help.]

None of them are what I would call friends.

[devoutish]

Mm. I was hoping you could do better than me.

[A little self-deprecating joke for her.]

[nursetemple]

I don't know. How different people can be, maybe? I don't mean this like I think you need to learn something, I'm just wondering if you think you have. If you'll bring something from here, back home?