[Questioning themselves is something they all do here, almost constantly. It's not likely to change anytime soon. Not with the whole purpose for why they're here.
He smiles faintly when she kisses his hand and he squeezes her fingers gently in return.]
I'm...[He struggles with the impulse to say fine, because he's not really fine and he doesn't want to lie to Lydia.]
I don't know. Trying to figure out where to go from here, I guess.
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He smiles faintly when she kisses his hand and he squeezes her fingers gently in return.]
I'm...[He struggles with the impulse to say fine, because he's not really fine and he doesn't want to lie to Lydia.]
I don't know. Trying to figure out where to go from here, I guess.