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"For being here. For," she swallowed and looked up at him, "last night. I needed that. I needed you."

She still did, even if she wasn't sure how much longer she'd have him. Oh, how she needed him.

"Thank you for not insisting we talk about...things." Things. Larch. Leaving. "I couldn't have done that last night."

Could she discuss them now?

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