[She says his name again quietly and reaches up with one hand to graze his cheek with her fingertips and to look into his eyes. Her own tells him that she isn't bothered by a ruined evening. It implores him, asks him without saying aloud, "Are you okay? Will you really be fine? I want you to be."
But as to not be completely silent, she says with the reassurance of someone who can only have lived as long as her.]
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[She says his name again quietly and reaches up with one hand to graze his cheek with her fingertips and to look into his eyes. Her own tells him that she isn't bothered by a ruined evening. It implores him, asks him without saying aloud, "Are you okay? Will you really be fine? I want you to be."
But as to not be completely silent, she says with the reassurance of someone who can only have lived as long as her.]
I'll be seeing you again.