“Yeah. Especially since I basically know how you feel.”
“Alright…”, she gently put her hand on Noahs shoulder, looked him in the eyes and continued talking, “then -what- am I supposed to do now..?”
Noah looks right back into her eyes, smiling through his eyes.
“Live. Make friends. Find a job.
Until we get out, you’ll need to eat. And you can’t be a loaner forever.”
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