What? [He starts to smile automatically.] Oh, hey now, I'm...
[...Okay, no, no one in any universe is going to believe he's fine. York thinks about it, then nods and shrugs, puts his empty coffee mug back down on the desk.]
It's an adjustment, yeah. But I'll be okay.
[He pauses one more time, and then his voice softens as he admits:]
It's good to have you and North around, and not... [Gone, or planets away with no means for direct contact, or dead, or believing he betrayed them. He lets that sentence trail off unfinished and just bulls ahead.] Dunno how I'd be otherwise, but, hey. I promise I'll be all right.
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[...Okay, no, no one in any universe is going to believe he's fine. York thinks about it, then nods and shrugs, puts his empty coffee mug back down on the desk.]
It's an adjustment, yeah. But I'll be okay.
[He pauses one more time, and then his voice softens as he admits:]
It's good to have you and North around, and not... [Gone, or planets away with no means for direct contact, or dead, or believing he betrayed them. He lets that sentence trail off unfinished and just bulls ahead.] Dunno how I'd be otherwise, but, hey. I promise I'll be all right.