[The girl raises her eyes at those words. Even if she can't logically tell herself the same thing, somehow it's... helpful, to hear that, said with such confidence. Part of her cannot help but believe it, even if the rest of her knows the odds too well. One hand curling against her chest,]
... Okay.
[But is that in answer to only the second part, or was it to both?]
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... Okay.
[But is that in answer to only the second part, or was it to both?]