What good does that do me? [He shoves Silver's finger aside.]
I can't talk to her...I can't see her! I can't-- [hold her hand. hold her. be with her. He shakes his head sharply. In there, she'll fester. She'll fill him with an aching longing for the past, which he already can't turn his eyes away from.]
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I can't talk to her...I can't see her! I can't-- [hold her hand. hold her. be with her. He shakes his head sharply. In there, she'll fester. She'll fill him with an aching longing for the past, which he already can't turn his eyes away from.]