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If you're sure. I just know that I'm starting to feel like a beached sea beast around him, and thinking that I might not be able to see him again--

[-- Hold on, she's not gonna let her voice break for long, though evidently she's kind of surprised by it herself. She clears her throat, perplexed, and shakes her head.]

Well, I'm not gonna think about it. There's no point in worrying about things like that when we could be dead by the end of the week anyway.