Okay. Anything. [The whispers were a platitude, a promise made open-ended since he couldn't quite tell what it was she wanted. He let her, more than satisfied to stand like that. To wait while they both tried to recover, catch their breath.]
How long were you here? It can't have been long, I... [I saw you, when... he almost started to say but didn't. But maybe things didn't work like that here.] And, more importantly, are you okay?
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How long were you here? It can't have been long, I... [I saw you, when... he almost started to say but didn't. But maybe things didn't work like that here.] And, more importantly, are you okay?