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He's not sure he's ever had so much happen in one week. Neil, the twins, this, and he's been here for two years. Two fucking years. And there's still more to say than he can even get his brain around.
But he should say it. There are lights in the trees and a light where Tom's hut is, and he guesses she's started a fire in the little pit. Tom's with Neil, and now he has a moment to think. He's never kept anything from Florence, nothing she had any right to know. She knows all the horrors, all the things that make him afraid to sleep at night, and she knows what he hopes for, what he believes in. Many of these things, he's not sure he ever actually told her. But he should tell her this. She'll find out eventually if he leaves it be, but it would be worse like that, disrespectful to her, and he's not sure he's ever respected anyone quite the way he does her.
So he walks into the little clearing where she's sitting and takes a seat next to her without waiting to be asked, flashing her a faint smile.
"Settling in okay?"
But he should say it. There are lights in the trees and a light where Tom's hut is, and he guesses she's started a fire in the little pit. Tom's with Neil, and now he has a moment to think. He's never kept anything from Florence, nothing she had any right to know. She knows all the horrors, all the things that make him afraid to sleep at night, and she knows what he hopes for, what he believes in. Many of these things, he's not sure he ever actually told her. But he should tell her this. She'll find out eventually if he leaves it be, but it would be worse like that, disrespectful to her, and he's not sure he's ever respected anyone quite the way he does her.
So he walks into the little clearing where she's sitting and takes a seat next to her without waiting to be asked, flashing her a faint smile.
"Settling in okay?"