[ Sometimes, she still wondered if Frank did suffer from ptsd or something similar to it. How could someone endure as much as he had and not end up with lingering nightmares and flashbacks? With what she went through, she had trouble sleeping and sometimes it crept over her at the worst possible moments. If Frank really didn't suffer, he had a willpower she never would.
Fingers digging around inside, she grabbed for the flashdrive, shoving it into her coats pocket. Yes. Shoving the box onto the shelf, her eye caught onto something before she moved away. It looked like a trail of blood. Never a good sign. ]
Only if you want to. [ She responded to his offer, taking a few steps forward. ] I don't want to make you uncomfortable.
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Fingers digging around inside, she grabbed for the flashdrive, shoving it into her coats pocket. Yes. Shoving the box onto the shelf, her eye caught onto something before she moved away. It looked like a trail of blood. Never a good sign. ]
Only if you want to. [ She responded to his offer, taking a few steps forward. ] I don't want to make you uncomfortable.