[Church's words were harsh, and if she was honest, the speech reminded her of Jack. However, unlike the man back home, this diatribe wasn't meant to keep her down, another guilt trip to keep her compliant. Somewhere, beneath the deep, icy layers of apathy, Church's words lit a spark. It wasn't much, and already her doubts were threatening to suffocate the flame, but it was a start.]
I... think I would like to be there when you do that, Church. I want to help get you there. Somehow, at least.
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I... think I would like to be there when you do that, Church. I want to help get you there. Somehow, at least.