( her gaze shifts as he slides into the booth, flickering down to her hands that rest atop the table as she brings them together and squeezes. it helps, she finds. helps her to focus and concentrate on things that are not her memories. )
No― it's okay. I don't need anything. ( it would just be a waste, she thinks but doesn't bother to say. ) It wouldn't do me any good.
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No― it's okay. I don't need anything. ( it would just be a waste, she thinks but doesn't bother to say. ) It wouldn't do me any good.