[With a faint but concerned smile, he places a hand on her closer shoulder.]
Maybe so.
[He keeps his hand there a moment longer in the hopes of reassuring her out of that pessimistic mood, but he removes it after a few more seconds. He already knows a simple platitude and a moment of comfort won't change a lifetime of suffering. These things take time, and reinforcement.]
Either way, we'll figure things out, won't we—Miss Night Wild?
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Maybe so.
[He keeps his hand there a moment longer in the hopes of reassuring her out of that pessimistic mood, but he removes it after a few more seconds. He already knows a simple platitude and a moment of comfort won't change a lifetime of suffering. These things take time, and reinforcement.]
Either way, we'll figure things out, won't we—Miss Night Wild?