[She's not convinced that he feels better, but she doubts he was trying to convince her, anyway. The hard bitterness of his voice lingers, and she eyes him warily, not fearful or worried, no - just concerned. Obviously she was right about him having problems. It's still not clear what exactly those are, but they've stepped forward, and she feels like they're both safer because of it. And that might be enough for now.
She shuffles her feet. Thinks about delaying or leaving, finding some excuse to cut the conversation short. But she can't do that, not after everything he just told her. She bites at her lower lip, before finally speaking.]
It's not... that big a deal, I guess. [The admission comes out slowly, almost painfully. Each word almost takes its own moment to be said.] I don't know. [She hangs her head.] There was a... monster tornado. Huge.
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She shuffles her feet. Thinks about delaying or leaving, finding some excuse to cut the conversation short. But she can't do that, not after everything he just told her. She bites at her lower lip, before finally speaking.]
It's not... that big a deal, I guess. [The admission comes out slowly, almost painfully. Each word almost takes its own moment to be said.] I don't know. [She hangs her head.] There was a... monster tornado. Huge.