[He may not be good at comforting-- it may be off the mark because he hasn't heard the whole story, heard the full extent of the horrors she's been through-- but you know what? It still means the goddamn world to her.]
[And the smile she gives him is warm, touched, and completely genuine.]
Dave... thank you.
[What he's saying are mostly things she knows... but it never hurts to hear them again. Especially lately...]
[She puts her other hand on top of the one he's holding hers with, and grasps it firmly.]
... That thing you saw... I know you think it wasn't me. ... And in a way, you're right.
It was a part of me that... well, fortunately, not many people get to see. Kind of like the ugly kid you hide when the neighbors come to visit.
[She speaks with a joking tone, but sobers up when she adds--]
But it's still there. It's... something I made peace with a long time ago. A memory.
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[And the smile she gives him is warm, touched, and completely genuine.]
Dave... thank you.
[What he's saying are mostly things she knows... but it never hurts to hear them again. Especially lately...]
[She puts her other hand on top of the one he's holding hers with, and grasps it firmly.]
... That thing you saw... I know you think it wasn't me. ... And in a way, you're right.
It was a part of me that... well, fortunately, not many people get to see. Kind of like the ugly kid you hide when the neighbors come to visit.
[She speaks with a joking tone, but sobers up when she adds--]
But it's still there. It's... something I made peace with a long time ago. A memory.
... Literally, I guess.