...Well if you're around... [She seems reassured by it, laying her head on Ivan's chest again. Maybe it would scare him, but to her it would be like Booker guiding her through uncertain terrain again. Ivan holding her hand as she started the next chapter of her life on a world she'd never been to before and had only heard stories about. She'd need help.]
[Elizabeth stiffens in Ivan's arms. There's only one reason he'd ask that question.] ...did I say something about him that night? [Maybe she hadn't passed out in his arms like she remembers. Maybe she blacked out.]
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[Elizabeth stiffens in Ivan's arms. There's only one reason he'd ask that question.] ...did I say something about him that night? [Maybe she hadn't passed out in his arms like she remembers. Maybe she blacked out.]