[ her condolences are earnest, if quiet. he must have been a good man if marta is so shaken by it still. maybe abigail should be more shaken by will and alana, herself, but she's carefully ignoring all of that lest she remember the press of hannibal's knife against her throat, cold, and the flood of--
air leaves her in a whoosh as she forces the memories to swim away, forces herself to focus on marta. she has no time for trauma, not again. ]
I don't know if they have tissues here. We could sacrifice a scarf.
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[ her condolences are earnest, if quiet. he must have been a good man if marta is so shaken by it still. maybe abigail should be more shaken by will and alana, herself, but she's carefully ignoring all of that lest she remember the press of hannibal's knife against her throat, cold, and the flood of--
air leaves her in a whoosh as she forces the memories to swim away, forces herself to focus on marta. she has no time for trauma, not again. ]
I don't know if they have tissues here. We could sacrifice a scarf.