[Don't turn this around on her. He's the one with some of spreadable, painful, incurable thing ravaging through him. And even if the minor possibility occurred where it happened to leak out, she could handle it. It doesn't matter if she gets it. She's already a lost cause and he has a chance.]
You've been alone for that sort of thing.
[The worse thought is imagining him without someone to turn to, even if it's for the simplest, dumbest reason-squeezing someone's hand, getting them to count out one, two, three when his mind's too fuzzy to work-She'd rather be there.]
I don't want you to be. So it's okay. I'll be okay.
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You've been alone for that sort of thing.
[The worse thought is imagining him without someone to turn to, even if it's for the simplest, dumbest reason-squeezing someone's hand, getting them to count out one, two, three when his mind's too fuzzy to work-She'd rather be there.]
I don't want you to be. So it's okay. I'll be okay.