[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.]
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[ He took the drink, the whole thing, in one shot.
He did not say 'hooboy' this time.
Instead, he just set it down on the bar a little too hard, then looked at her. ]
We will, Gunny.
[ They had to. ]