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[inthetapestry]

Dave knows by now the way that Kim likes her coffee - strong and black, staple of med students everywhere - and he's got it boiling as he waits for her to show up at the apartment.

The cautious way she sounded on the phone, he thinks it might come in handy.

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[bannion_sight]

In the silence that follows, Kim lowers her gaze. Her hair falls forward, hiding her face as she stares at the floor.

She hasn't said a word, but it may well be an answer all the same.

[inthetapestry]

"Kim - after everything -

"Haven't you been alone enough?"

[bannion_sight]

For several seconds, it doesn't seem as though she's going to answer him, but then--

"I need space more than I used to," Kim says softly. She lifts her head, looking up at him. "Like Ysanne did. That's why she lived by the lake; well, in part. The place itself matters, too -- and that's part of it as well. That's why I chose Glastonbury."

She takes a small, ragged breath and continues,

"You're-- you're not wrong, Dave, but I don't know what else I can do, and I have to do something."

[inthetapestry]

Yes, and look where Ysanne ended up, Dave thinks, grimly.

He takes a breath.

"Well. If you get - if you're out there, and you feel that you need company . . . just call me, all right? Anytime. I mean it. I'll figure out a way to get there."

[bannion_sight]

She squeezes his hand, smiling.

"Careful what you offer," Kim teases. "You might find me trying to pack you along in my luggage."

Her smile softens, becoming more serious, as she adds,

"But thank you, Dave. I mean it, more than I can say."