[He pauses a moment, frowning at himself, then shakes his head. Slip of the tongue. He tries to add I'll be okay, but- the words don't come. Instead he steps forwards to stand by her, looking at the grave she's just placed a letter to]
...wish there was an easier way for them to write back.
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Not really.
[He pauses a moment, frowning at himself, then shakes his head. Slip of the tongue. He tries to add I'll be okay, but- the words don't come. Instead he steps forwards to stand by her, looking at the grave she's just placed a letter to]
...wish there was an easier way for them to write back.