[She squeezes his hand back, not sure what to say to that. She still doesn't understand and she wants to, would prefer understanding to blanket assurance. But she promised she wouldn't push and he's being so gentle, for him. Before in situations like this he's been cold, sometimes even cruel; she doesn't want to ruin the moment.
There's nothing she really can say, is there? Instead, she leans across the table to kiss him.]
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There's nothing she really can say, is there? Instead, she leans across the table to kiss him.]