[ She would be the first person he tells, make no mistake. He knows how she cares for him, and the loss has hit her hard, too. He watches her for a few moments, noting how she wears her emotions on her sleeve, the hope that seems to torment more than it comforts.
He takes what she offers, unwrapping the foil and shifting his rifle away. ]
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[ She would be the first person he tells, make no mistake. He knows how she cares for him, and the loss has hit her hard, too. He watches her for a few moments, noting how she wears her emotions on her sleeve, the hope that seems to torment more than it comforts.
He takes what she offers, unwrapping the foil and shifting his rifle away. ]
You can sit, if you like.