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And Then The Nightmares Come]
David enters the bar quietly and takes some food to a booth where he sits, contemplating life, the universe and everything. the food on his plate.
He looks better for the little sleep he'd gotten, but still doesn't look good.
At least he could smile today if he tried.
Meg sees the expression in David's eyes, and something about it looks really horribly familiar.
Meg heads over.*
. . . David?
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No one's innocent.
*She shrugs a little.* I don't know much except the violence of it. But that's me - *She pulls back to look at him.* You're going to be okay, right? 'cause you've got good memories and stuff -
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He smooths her hair.
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I hear those help.
You've got those, and you've got friends, and - you'll be all right. You will.
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Okay as I ever was. Don't worry about it. Like I said. I'm used to it.
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Well, if I wasn't, who'd offer counseling and More Traumatized Than Thou to all the other people in the bar?
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