Yeah. Sure. [More uneasy than he'd like, and not because she's sprawled across or against him. Tomorrow they'll talk about it. Tomorrow he won't drop it just because he's cold and exhausted and emotionally drained from fear.
He settles back against old, corrugated metal. Puts his arms behind his head.] Anytime, kid--ehhhyou.
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He settles back against old, corrugated metal. Puts his arms behind his head.] Anytime, kid--ehhhyou.