[ It's a harsh answer from her, more than he expects. But that's the way the truth goes sometimes. It's not pity he feels for her, or anger this time, just a kind of sadness for her that echoes outward.
He'll miss the people, few as they are. He'll miss them more than any place he's ever had to call home. ]
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He'll miss the people, few as they are. He'll miss them more than any place he's ever had to call home. ]
Help how? [ Eyebrows knit together. ]