[ It wouldn't be the first time that someone's dissolved into hysterics in front of Maine, but Carolina doesn't let it get that far. She just lets out that laugh and then breathes. Falls quiet as they walk side-by-side.
Maybe it should be unnerving. It's not. If anything, it feels validating. Acknowledgment of how utterly fucked up things got.
Distantly, Maine's aware that he's never been able to laugh like that. Just never been the type. Too closed off, maybe, or just too angry. With conscious effort, he uncurls his fists. Forces himself to stretch out his fingers.
"You're okay here." He gets what she means. Knows that, given his future in their world, he could be a hell of a lot worse.
He glances her way. Inclines his head in a short nod. Then, because he does know at least one good thing about the future: ]
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Maybe it should be unnerving. It's not. If anything, it feels validating. Acknowledgment of how utterly fucked up things got.
Distantly, Maine's aware that he's never been able to laugh like that. Just never been the type. Too closed off, maybe, or just too angry. With conscious effort, he uncurls his fists. Forces himself to stretch out his fingers.
"You're okay here." He gets what she means. Knows that, given his future in their world, he could be a hell of a lot worse.
He glances her way. Inclines his head in a short nod. Then, because he does know at least one good thing about the future: ]
Know we win war. That's good.
[ Another understatement. ]