[She doesn't sound sad for him- not sympathetic. Just curious. There is little point in mourning something that simply was, and even if he had, at one point, he certainly didn't have one anymore. She doubted any of them saw the station as home yet, and it was the closest thing they'd have again, besides the Nest. The belonging of it.
She sets the knife down on the counter, on the board, stepping back and turning away to find a tray, a towel.]
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[She doesn't sound sad for him- not sympathetic. Just curious. There is little point in mourning something that simply was, and even if he had, at one point, he certainly didn't have one anymore. She doubted any of them saw the station as home yet, and it was the closest thing they'd have again, besides the Nest. The belonging of it.
She sets the knife down on the counter, on the board, stepping back and turning away to find a tray, a towel.]