"Do you think-" Step sniffles and wipes at her eyes as she rests her head on Cass' shoulder. Not quite daring to hope, even if she knows that wrung-out, clear-headed exhaustion that exercise can bring. "That will help? I just want- I don't know how to fix myself."
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Date: 2014-10-18 01:39 pm (UTC)