[ She shakes her head lightly, trying to quash that wrenching feeling, conscious of the fact Miles can feel it like this. Aral's warm hand helps her put it aside, even if she can't look at him at the moment. She doesn't want him to see her eyes right now. This too shall pass. ]
Don't worry about it. Just ... still coming to grips with it.
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Don't worry about it. Just ... still coming to grips with it.