[ But he had decided to do this, in the days he had on his own, gathering up what Gilbert had left behind and amassing supplies. It was one thing in Exsilium, where they had a comfortable apartment and days on end of leisure. He could make Gilbert do everything and let him fuss over everyone - because doing these things makes Gilbert happy. But here, on the moon, the situation is different. Between short supplies, cramped quarters, and the awful sense of doom hanging over everyone, Gilbert could not be expected to do everything on his own. He needs looking after.
And he'd sounded awful, when he first turned up. Exhausted, probably. And afraid and anxious and miserable and who knows what else?
So he steels himself against Gilbert's tears (happy tears! Over coffee!!! How embarrassing...) and says mildly: ]
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And he'd sounded awful, when he first turned up. Exhausted, probably. And afraid and anxious and miserable and who knows what else?
So he steels himself against Gilbert's tears (happy tears! Over coffee!!! How embarrassing...) and says mildly: ]
...lead the way.