She closes her eyes as he tells her about how the thought of her helped him survive his ordeal. She wants to protest that he wouldn't have even been in that position if it wasn't for her, but she knows he'll have none of it. He wants to be with her. Even after all of this, he wants to be with her. Part of Joan is telling her she needs to break it off, that if she truly loved him she would protect him by leaving him, by catching that plane.
But she can't. She can't leave him. She loves him, and he loves her, and she knows it would kill both of them to be torn apart.
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Date: 2021-07-06 05:57 pm (UTC)But she can't. She can't leave him. She loves him, and he loves her, and she knows it would kill both of them to be torn apart.
"Okay," she murmurs.