"Yeah, you got a lotta friends. People love the hell out of ya."
He's pretty sure that she'll be fine out there. But he's worried anyway. He'd rather be looking out for her. But he knows he's... well, he's not exactly difficult to miss when out in public, and the two of them together would be infinitely worse.
He sits down by her again, this time on the couch against her side.
"Sometimes plans don't work out," he reassures her. "A lotta times plans don't work out, actually, no matter how quick on your feet you are. I think maybe we just gotta keep this thing talkin' and distracted 'til it runs outa steam."
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He's pretty sure that she'll be fine out there. But he's worried anyway. He'd rather be looking out for her. But he knows he's... well, he's not exactly difficult to miss when out in public, and the two of them together would be infinitely worse.
He sits down by her again, this time on the couch against her side.
"Sometimes plans don't work out," he reassures her. "A lotta times plans don't work out, actually, no matter how quick on your feet you are. I think maybe we just gotta keep this thing talkin' and distracted 'til it runs outa steam."