[She stays busy because she has to. It's what has kept her head on her shoulders the past month. It's easier now. Maybe Steph was right about adjusting here. This is hard still, but she's found her little niche here, and it's not perfect and it's home-- but maybe that's why it's good. There's no lies or manipulation. Part of her is free, and that is a godsend in itself.
She's come to the new arrival greeting a little earlier, but by now she's managed her way back to show some new people what they have at the clinic. No one is injured, she just likes this feeling of helping.
Sky's heading back toward the observatory when she spots Jesse first. It's strange she doesn't even notice her husband, but she's about to ask what he's doing away from the cookies when the person next to him dawns on her.
And she stops cold in her tracks. That's not Walt. That can't be.]
No. No no no no no. [It's not even registering as a possibility. This is too surreal and her head is spinning. Sky steps back and she puts out her hands.
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She's come to the new arrival greeting a little earlier, but by now she's managed her way back to show some new people what they have at the clinic. No one is injured, she just likes this feeling of helping.
Sky's heading back toward the observatory when she spots Jesse first. It's strange she doesn't even notice her husband, but she's about to ask what he's doing away from the cookies when the person next to him dawns on her.
And she stops cold in her tracks. That's not Walt. That can't be.]
No. No no no no no. [It's not even registering as a possibility. This is too surreal and her head is spinning. Sky steps back and she puts out her hands.
This is not Walt.]