"No." Maybe she's been dodging this talk; maybe she hasn't been completely honest with him. But she still doesn't lie to him, and she won't start now. She looks up into his face as he cups her hands, her eyes steady on his.
"But I want a lot of things. What I need is for you to be okay. And you aren't okay with me going. Not yet. Not really."
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"But I want a lot of things. What I need is for you to be okay. And you aren't okay with me going. Not yet. Not really."