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She squeezed his hand. "I love you."
"I can make some myself, but thank you."
"I trust the medicines here. You'll be okay."
He sighed. "That's what we're trying to find out."
She rested her hand on his shoulder lovingly. "It'll be okay. I promise."
"I'm not sure yet. There's a lot of tension."
"Right now. Would you like to?"
"Oh, that.. Well, we have decent amount of supplies. We just need strategy."
"You can have the procedure done now."
"What now?"
She brightened. "Now? August, what do you think?"
"No?"
(Yoop!)
"That's weird."
She took his hand. "Let's go."
"That's... huh. I'm not sad."
"Yes. Do you want to?"
He seemed confused. "Mine? Why?"
"Tonight. We could go now, if you want."
"I'm alright.. How are you?"
