[She's spent most of the flood trying to distract herself. There's not much she can do about the memories; they're all in the past, and she doubts dredging it up again will be helpful.
But she can't bear it, this time. She woke up maybe half an hour ago, and there are still tears staining her cheeks.]
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But she can't bear it, this time. She woke up maybe half an hour ago, and there are still tears staining her cheeks.]
Yes. Please.