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[greatoldjohn]

[in a rather deep voice] "This is John Doe. Please leave your message. I'll get back to you as soon as I can. I may respond in text if I'm currently with Arthur. Apologies."

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[greatoldjohn]

There's a long pause.

[Right. And there'll be times, I'm sure, where you feel even worse.

But we'll get there.

I know we will.]

[pitofguilt]

At least one of them does. At least one person, someone who wasn't there, believes in her. It's a new feeling, and it's frightening, but she won't run from it. She might hiss and scream at it, but she won't run.

"I'm sorry I shot Arthur."

[greatoldjohn]

[I'm sorry you felt you needed to. But for my part, I forgive you, Natalie.]

More gently-

[We'll do better next time.]

[pitofguilt]

It sounds like he means it. It feels like he means it, and that's also new and strange and frightening. She wipes at her eyelashes, sniffling, and nods.

"Yeah. We will."