He watches the words and this time he can't really hide the worry at what she says. He doesn't say anything, because he can tell it's hard to talk about and he doesn't want to make her talk about it and he's not sure what to tell her anyway, but the worry is there, and he reaches out and rests his hand on her shoulder for a minute, squeezing lightly. It takes a second after her question for him to pull his hand back in order to write.
"I'm okay. Mostly getting ready to get out of town. Should we get going?" he adds before handing it back to her.
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Date: 2011-10-06 03:58 am (UTC)"I'm okay. Mostly getting ready to get out of town.
Should we get going?" he adds before handing it back to her.