[she jumps, a little, when he does that, but she can't even really manage a face. it kind of just makes her want to cry, actually. she doesn't, but it's dire for a second there.]
Ugh. Shut up.
[there's no heat to it, she's just miserable.
but - no, she can't just leave it like that, so:]
... Thank you.
[that's all she can manage. not i'll miss you or you mean something to me, but. maybe that's the same thing, for her.]
[He can't say anything that would make this better, and he doesn't think anything would. But... it is nice, just to stand here, knowing exactly when the stroke will fall. It's clarity that he would have wanted the first time around.]
You're a good friend, Gid. [...] I feel normal when I'm around ya.
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He might not be a mind-reader, but he thinks he can tell what Gideon's thinking.]
...I don't want to either.
[quiet]
But if I'm gonna, then I'm glad it's like this. My last death... I didn't get to talk to anyone in the end. Feels nice to get a little bit of time.
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Ugh. Shut up.
[there's no heat to it, she's just miserable.
but - no, she can't just leave it like that, so:]
... Thank you.
[that's all she can manage. not i'll miss you or you mean something to me, but. maybe that's the same thing, for her.]
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You're a good friend, Gid. [...] I feel normal when I'm around ya.
[human, but in all the best ways.]
That's my way of saying `thank you` too.