[ he looks at her - and for a second, just looks like a caged animal. just, angry and miserable and blatantly so, vulnerable and written all over his face. it's just a wave of grief when she comes closer, too, laced tight with all of that fury.
his voice quiets. ]
We couldn't have saved her. I don't think there was a damn thing we could've done.
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his voice quiets. ]
We couldn't have saved her. I don't think there was a damn thing we could've done.
[ and that's the worst part. ]