Cash turned towards her, letting his posture slouch and ignoring that she wasn't really dressed, and that she had notes with her. He didn't know where to start. He had only let his thinking carry him this far: to the point where he found her and she knew something was wrong with him. So he tried to cut off any concerns before she raised them, and said, "I'm not going to hurt myself. It's just — you were right, when you got back, and you knew I wasn't actually better. You were right."

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