[That's part of the problem, though - he's died, and yet lives to tell the tale. And that's an uncomfortable thing for Nick to remember, because people don't come back from the dead where she's from. Her father died, and it ruined her life, and no amount of wishing or praying (when she still believed in a God who listened and loved her) ever changed that. And the dream about him maybe made too sharp of a reminder of that, recently.
Her expression shifts - not quite soft, but it's not as hard as it was, because there's something else that overtakes the anger, something that looks a lot like pain, even from this close distance.]
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Her expression shifts - not quite soft, but it's not as hard as it was, because there's something else that overtakes the anger, something that looks a lot like pain, even from this close distance.]
Shut up.
[It's said quietly, almost half-hearted.]