“I wouldn’t presume. Not here. Not...” There was a difference in not being alone, and not doing something alone. She was all too aware of the first, and the relief familiar faces brought. For the second, he was the one person she would want to have by her side, here. Anywhere, really. And Siri wasn’t sure she had the right to. She wasn’t sure of anything, at the moment.
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