[Bobbie's smile vanishes instantly, mood lowering. She clinks his glass against his softly.]
We'll get home. We have to.
[And she's not going to let herself think about her father or her brothers or anyone else she cares about, still at home and at the mercy of a war that's only escalating.]
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We'll get home. We have to.
[And she's not going to let herself think about her father or her brothers or anyone else she cares about, still at home and at the mercy of a war that's only escalating.]