[It comforts her less than it should. He gave the answer she was hoping for, and yet all she is hollow conviction. It might be just her, though. She hopes it's just her. She doesn't know the score. Anything could be possible, where he's from.]
[Lucky him.] Okay.
[You just keep finding something to fight for. No, she doesn't want to think about that. She focuses on Carver, on the here and now, instead. She forces herself to. She's not going to become like every adult she's ever known, lost in fucking memories forever.]
What, you know a way out? Can I go back to your place? Mine sucks. [Said as a joke, mostly. If presented with the option, she'd probably be tempted, but nothing is that easy.]
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[Lucky him.] Okay.
[You just keep finding something to fight for. No, she doesn't want to think about that. She focuses on Carver, on the here and now, instead. She forces herself to. She's not going to become like every adult she's ever known, lost in fucking memories forever.]
What, you know a way out? Can I go back to your place? Mine sucks. [Said as a joke, mostly. If presented with the option, she'd probably be tempted, but nothing is that easy.]