[she huffs, turning her hand and holding onto his.]

You've haven't got to thank me. You deserve kindness. [she thinks, maybe the world would suck a little less if everybody just held out their hands to each other one more time than they had to. it wouldn't be perfect. but it'd be better.] Besides. Not like I've got room to talk. I've been told my own numbers keep popping up.

... It's all going to end, but you know what? We've got a wild fucking ride we can take until then.