[York looks at them, this woman with her old smile and her new hair as she cradles his sleepy little alien partner. He knows the strength of those arms well.
Knows their warmth, too. York's smile starts out nostalgic, but then he looks up at Carolina's face again and it brightens, focuses.]
Yeah, she does.
[The past, it was pretty good. But there's no time like the present.]
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Knows their warmth, too. York's smile starts out nostalgic, but then he looks up at Carolina's face again and it brightens, focuses.]
Yeah, she does.
[The past, it was pretty good. But there's no time like the present.]