[His eyes widen behind his shades. Oh shit. Crying girl. What does he do, what does he do? Dave swallows as his mind races. All parts of his argue to soothe those tears damn it.
He very gently brushes her tears away with his fingers as he looks down at her.] Hey. We're okay. We really are.
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He very gently brushes her tears away with his fingers as he looks down at her.] Hey. We're okay. We really are.