[Her anger at Hickey has cooled, probably faster than it should have, and her thoughts are on that man, mutilated and destroyed for - what? For no reason. He didn't ask for this. No one did.
She steps back and takes his hand in her own.]
I'll be fine. I - just want that man to have some peace. That's - what I want to focus on now.
[Not the town hall, not the mob justice, not the frustrating knowledge that this is bound to happen again. She wants to go home and get actual sleep.]
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She steps back and takes his hand in her own.]
I'll be fine. I - just want that man to have some peace. That's - what I want to focus on now.
[Not the town hall, not the mob justice, not the frustrating knowledge that this is bound to happen again. She wants to go home and get actual sleep.]