[... Raine doesn't want to leave, but she's unsure of whether he minds her staying. What more could be said now? There's silence, as she looks elsewhere.
Roles and doubts. Risks. Was that his admission, in a roundabout way, that he did trust her, after all? ... it did explain her guilt.
... But there was no point dwelling on foolish actions. Learning from them was the point. Perhaps ... it would all get better another day. If she didn't somehow manage to get him to disapprove of her again, and ... why did that mean so much, again? Ridiculous. She steps back toward the ladder.]
... Good night, Albert. Please get some rest soon.
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Roles and doubts. Risks. Was that his admission, in a roundabout way, that he did trust her, after all? ... it did explain her guilt.
... But there was no point dwelling on foolish actions. Learning from them was the point. Perhaps ... it would all get better another day. If she didn't somehow manage to get him to disapprove of her again, and ... why did that mean so much, again? Ridiculous. She steps back toward the ladder.]
... Good night, Albert. Please get some rest soon.