That is the truth. "So I incur a debt to stay here while my husband and the others starve on an island, and I cannot return to give them hope or comfort or bring them food. It seems... unfair."
It also seems inevitable.
"I'm sorry. My problems are not your problems. You've been very kind." Folding the handkerchief into a neat if tear-stained square, she hands it back to him. "I don't mean to take up more of your time."
There's something in her expression that says don't go, but she tries to mask it. He's right: she fights, and she deals. And she always has and always will, and just because this is a strange and new place, there is no reason to curl into a ball and die.
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That is the truth. "So I incur a debt to stay here while my husband and the others starve on an island, and I cannot return to give them hope or comfort or bring them food. It seems... unfair."
It also seems inevitable.
"I'm sorry. My problems are not your problems. You've been very kind." Folding the handkerchief into a neat if tear-stained square, she hands it back to him. "I don't mean to take up more of your time."
There's something in her expression that says don't go, but she tries to mask it. He's right: she fights, and she deals. And she always has and always will, and just because this is a strange and new place, there is no reason to curl into a ball and die.