Uh huh– (this last bit comes out a little strangled, but only because Lup is holding her very tightly. She pulls back, freeing herself with a soft chuckle.)
Hey– don't cry, okay? (Lup still looks a little fragile, just about the edges. Lucretia gives her a little pat on the shoulder, squeezing it in solidarity,) or you're going to make me cry.
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Hey– don't cry, okay? (Lup still looks a little fragile, just about the edges. Lucretia gives her a little pat on the shoulder, squeezing it in solidarity,) or you're going to make me cry.
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[Lup leans back and dabs at her eyes with a groan.]
I'm so tired of all these emotions, Luce. I'm not having any for at least a few cycles after this place.
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(She exhales hard, then drops her shoulders, and smiles tentatively.)
Friends?
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Friends.