[ She's not surprised in the slightest. Only Luther. This with the faintest shift finally. Only just enough to open her eyes crack in his direction, but he's twisted at a slight angle facing the opposite direction. From nowhere, and everywhere, and always, she's grateful he's still here. She lets her eyes drift back closed, lifting the hand and curling it around her locket.
She doesn't have to question what she'd do without him. The answers are still burning in the background. ]
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She doesn't have to question what she'd do without him.
The answers are still burning in the background. ]
I vote we skip the last part.