[She can't laugh anymore. She can't really make out his face, the dim light from above is essentially gone now, but she knows those eyes, now, and she can picture the look in them to match those words. She might be mixing them up with another pair, but he would have done the same exact thing.]
You tried. They wanted this to be an ordeal of betrayal... you still came after me - after us. Thank you.
[She squeezes his wrists, gently, as she would his hands if she weren't scared.]
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You tried. They wanted this to be an ordeal of betrayal... you still came after me - after us. Thank you.
[She squeezes his wrists, gently, as she would his hands if she weren't scared.]