[Tempest had avoided watching the bomb drop. It wasn't that she couldn't watch that many people die, it was more that she didn't want to. She was a coward and cared too much, and in a strange way it had scared her. She would've cried, and mourned, and even if, logically, she knew they would be brought back, she still felt guilt. Because here she was, up here and alive, and they weren't. It wasn't fair.
When she comes across Jesse, she's a bit startled to see him so upset. It almost - almost - makes her give in to her own held back emotions, but she manages to keep it together. So she gently touches his elbow as she steps up next to him, and tries to focus on that instead of herself]
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When she comes across Jesse, she's a bit startled to see him so upset. It almost - almost - makes her give in to her own held back emotions, but she manages to keep it together. So she gently touches his elbow as she steps up next to him, and tries to focus on that instead of herself]
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