[there's a slight hesitation, before the faintest hint of self-deprecating humour is attempted.] Well, you know me, York. I do try.
[ And then a question that takes the wind from her sails, she's just not expecting it. He can't see how her expression fades, how she steels herself before answering. ]
DAY 103 (Afternoon) - Voice;
[ And then a question that takes the wind from her sails, she's just not expecting it. He can't see how her expression fades, how she steels herself before answering. ]
..Yeah. [why would you think--] Of course we are.