[She nods and leans against him. She can tell he's almost as bad off as she is. His denial will keep him on his feet a bit longer than her though, and she wishes it was the other way around. At least she could be there to reassure him in his last moments if it was.]
[She shakes as she holds back a cough, then swallows back the metallic taste of blood. Her fingers curl into a fist for a moment, then she stretches them back out as she makes her decision.]
BlackāStar, can I tell you something?
[She hadn't quite known what was going through his head at the end of October when she'd carried him down to the basement, but thinking about it, she was sure he felt the same way.]
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[She shakes as she holds back a cough, then swallows back the metallic taste of blood. Her fingers curl into a fist for a moment, then she stretches them back out as she makes her decision.]
BlackāStar, can I tell you something?
[She hadn't quite known what was going through his head at the end of October when she'd carried him down to the basement, but thinking about it, she was sure he felt the same way.]
[She slips her hand into his.]