[He doesn't have time to say anything else before she has to head out. Doesn't have time for closure. Not that they ever get a chance to have closure. He's become resigned to that over the course of his life- doubly so here.
SO he doesn't say anything. Just. Hangs onto her hand as long as he can, as long as she'd let him before letting it drop back down to his side. Theyv'e seen each other at their best and their worst- sometimes simultaneously. And they've changed.
Dying does things to a man.
Surviving does things to a woman.
He just hopes they haven't changed so much that they don't fit anymore. He's missed the quiet certainty of her company.]
I know you will. Couldn't ask for a better leader.
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SO he doesn't say anything. Just. Hangs onto her hand as long as he can, as long as she'd let him before letting it drop back down to his side. Theyv'e seen each other at their best and their worst- sometimes simultaneously. And they've changed.
Dying does things to a man.
Surviving does things to a woman.
He just hopes they haven't changed so much that they don't fit anymore. He's missed the quiet certainty of her company.]
I know you will. Couldn't ask for a better leader.