[...well. That's...sobering. She pauses, listening seriously, and then she looks grim. For a moment, it's as if she doesn't know what to do with that information.
And then she reaches out to take his hands again, sighing, shoulders slumping.]
...Got it.
... You'd better come back, though! Got it? There's no slacking for tacticians-in-training!
[She's trying--trying really hard to make better of a situation as bad as this. It's what they always do, after all.]
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And then she reaches out to take his hands again, sighing, shoulders slumping.]
...Got it.
... You'd better come back, though! Got it? There's no slacking for tacticians-in-training!
[She's trying--trying really hard to make better of a situation as bad as this. It's what they always do, after all.]