[It'll get her out of Zero. It'll get her back to work...and she won't be alone. And, she realizes distantly, she can check in with him. Once again, she feels a stab of guilt for how little they've talked lately, a dull throb through the grief...
She sends the message and starts pulling herself to her feet, scrubbing her hands over her face as she heads for the upper deck.]
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[It'll get her out of Zero. It'll get her back to work...and she won't be alone. And, she realizes distantly, she can check in with him. Once again, she feels a stab of guilt for how little they've talked lately, a dull throb through the grief...
She sends the message and starts pulling herself to her feet, scrubbing her hands over her face as she heads for the upper deck.]