[Even through the anger and grief and exhaustion, his reaction hurts her. She wants to reach out and do something, to let him know she doesn't blame him, that it wasn't his fault, but there's a distance between them. She's not sure how to overcome it, even though she wants to try, and she doesn't know how he would react to her if she did. For a moment, she just stands there, rubbing her hands up and down her arms as she stares at the floor. She's not sure how much longer they can keep this up, and honestly... Zack has been trying to keep himself strong the entire time she's been here. Seeing him finally break down is a little scary. A little heartbreaking. And she feels worthless, knowing she's not helping and knowing there's nothing she can do to help.]
Zack...
[She doesn't know where she's going with that. There's nothing, really, to say.]
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Zack...
[She doesn't know where she's going with that. There's nothing, really, to say.]