[She wants to tell him how hard it had been to bury him, how hard it had been to walk away and follow after Rictor and the others. She doesn't though, because he doesn't need to know. He'll worry about her enough from what little she's just said. She goes quiet and very still, trying to act like she's not crying.
Slowly, she nods her head, and pulls away from leaning up against him so she can look up at him. Her eyes are red and still a little glassy from tears, but she risks looking weak in front of him so she can get a good look at his face. All she sees there is truth. He isn't just telling her something to patronize her.]
There are second chances here.
[For the both of them. There isn't any point in dwelling in what happened, no matter how traumatic it was. He doesn't blame her, and hearing that means she can start to move forward from everything they left behind back on Earth. She hopes he understands that's what she's trying to say.]
[ Seeing her like this is a gut punch he's not ready for. The last time she looked so small, so wounded, he was dying, the world around her losing light and color. It's a curiously anxious feeling, knowing he'd do anything not to have to see her looking like that ever again.
Logan has to marshal himself before he trusts he can respond, roughly, ]
Right.
[ He rubs a thumb back over Laura's cheek, wiping away her tears, and tips her chin up with his fist, giving her a critical eye. ]
[That's a pretty deep question for her to try and come up with an honest answer for him. A part of her realizes that they both need to hear honesty here.]
Yes.
[She desperately wants to believe that's true. So much so that she doesn't flinch away when he wipes at her tears, and she only nods a little so his hand near her chin isn't bumped. For as rough as she can be, she's surprisingly capable of being gentle.]
We have to start over. We can have a home and be a family.
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Slowly, she nods her head, and pulls away from leaning up against him so she can look up at him. Her eyes are red and still a little glassy from tears, but she risks looking weak in front of him so she can get a good look at his face. All she sees there is truth. He isn't just telling her something to patronize her.]
There are second chances here.
[For the both of them. There isn't any point in dwelling in what happened, no matter how traumatic it was. He doesn't blame her, and hearing that means she can start to move forward from everything they left behind back on Earth. She hopes he understands that's what she's trying to say.]
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Logan has to marshal himself before he trusts he can respond, roughly, ]
Right.
[ He rubs a thumb back over Laura's cheek, wiping away her tears, and tips her chin up with his fist, giving her a critical eye. ]
You think we can start over, kid?
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Yes.
[She desperately wants to believe that's true. So much so that she doesn't flinch away when he wipes at her tears, and she only nods a little so his hand near her chin isn't bumped. For as rough as she can be, she's surprisingly capable of being gentle.]
We have to start over. We can have a home and be a family.