[It's not quite someone patting her shoulder and telling her that everything's going to be okay, but...weirdly, Saxsice kinda prefers this. At least she knows he's being honest.
She sniffs, rubbing at her face, then huffing out a sigh.] Right. Yeah. You ain't wrong.
[Then, after a beat:] So, who was that? Mister tall, dark and hallucinated, I mean?
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She sniffs, rubbing at her face, then huffing out a sigh.] Right. Yeah. You ain't wrong.
[Then, after a beat:] So, who was that? Mister tall, dark and hallucinated, I mean?