[It's gentle. They reach one hand evenly over hers, an offer to have something to hold. The words are whispered, softly mournful, pained.]
You can't SAVE everyone. It isn't your fault.
[It won't be okay. They can't lie to her, not while things are like this. But they can say those words and know them to be true, because that was the last and possibly the cruelest lesson they learned from the Underground.]
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You can't SAVE everyone. It isn't your fault.
[It won't be okay. They can't lie to her, not while things are like this. But they can say those words and know them to be true, because that was the last and possibly the cruelest lesson they learned from the Underground.]
[Not everyone can be SAVED.]