[Easy for you to say, crybaby. There are a million things she should say and a million more she could. None of it comes to light, not yet.
There's too much thinking to do. She turns her head just enough to look at him. Her voice is a little rough.] You gonna tell me I'm not alone, too? Because really. It's been pounded into my head all day. [There's nothing belligerent in her tone. She knows what they're saying, she gets it, she even appreciates it... but it's been about the only thing she's heard.]
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There's too much thinking to do. She turns her head just enough to look at him. Her voice is a little rough.] You gonna tell me I'm not alone, too? Because really. It's been pounded into my head all day. [There's nothing belligerent in her tone. She knows what they're saying, she gets it, she even appreciates it... but it's been about the only thing she's heard.]