[He's glad she doesn't grasp this. The first time he'd comprehended his reflection he'd been a wreck. When she comes back, if she ever does, she'll have to come to terms with what she's become. He dreads that moment. He still hopes they reach it.
She settles into the water. He decides he'll just deal with wet jeans and he settles down too. The water is cold but otherwise gentle. He cups the water and lifts it to her head, dribbling it down her, then wiping at her face with his hands. He smiles faintly.]
I bet... with enough... time and care... you could look... still alive...
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She settles into the water. He decides he'll just deal with wet jeans and he settles down too. The water is cold but otherwise gentle. He cups the water and lifts it to her head, dribbling it down her, then wiping at her face with his hands. He smiles faintly.]
I bet... with enough... time and care... you could look... still alive...