[ He would feel horrible having this food and not sharing, not when she's hungry and he knows it. ]
... yeah.
[ There's more than just black, rotten ice or eggshells here. There's months on top of years of something good that they'd had. That had died with her, both times.
Joel keeps quiet still after that one word. Keeps on leading her. It isn't until they reach a much more secluded area that seems far from the others lingering that he stops. His back is kept to her until he shifts to look over his shoulder, finally turning to face her. ]
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... yeah.
[ There's more than just black, rotten ice or eggshells here. There's months on top of years of something good that they'd had. That had died with her, both times.
Joel keeps quiet still after that one word. Keeps on leading her. It isn't until they reach a much more secluded area that seems far from the others lingering that he stops. His back is kept to her until he shifts to look over his shoulder, finally turning to face her. ]