[ helen glances at rose sympathetically. they've both likely lost so many people who were close to them. she isn't used to having people around her who understand. sometimes it's difficult to remember she's not alone here.
not alone at all. ]
That's it exactly. [ her voice is soft, sad. ] I could lose him tomorrow or the next day or sometime in the distant future. The idea is frightening. There's so much neither of us knows about the other. Do we even have time to go over my lifespan, let alone his?
[ hi, rose. helen doesn't do emotions like this well. she's been alone for far too long. ]