[ She feels so incredibly guilty when he returns with those books of stamps and everything else she'll need to write the letters she'll never be able to send. It takes everything in her to accept them with a smile and a nod, offering reassurance instead of breaking and explaining everything to him in one go. ]
This is more than enough. [ She fiddles with one of the pens, even just the style of it feeling so different than what she's used to. It leaves her feeling on edge and like she needs to run, to get out and find higher ground to get her bearings. With a sudden deep breath, she stands, forcing another bright smile. ]
I think I'll find somewhere to hole up, get these written and posted, and then... [ A glance down at herself and the borrowed pajamas she couldn't exactly wear in public. ] Go shopping. Find a few things to hold me over until...
[ She gestures with the bundle of stamps and stationery, though it's a lie too. There may never be an until, but he can't know that. ]
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This is more than enough. [ She fiddles with one of the pens, even just the style of it feeling so different than what she's used to. It leaves her feeling on edge and like she needs to run, to get out and find higher ground to get her bearings. With a sudden deep breath, she stands, forcing another bright smile. ]
I think I'll find somewhere to hole up, get these written and posted, and then... [ A glance down at herself and the borrowed pajamas she couldn't exactly wear in public. ] Go shopping. Find a few things to hold me over until...
[ She gestures with the bundle of stamps and stationery, though it's a lie too. There may never be an until, but he can't know that. ]