[ She smiles around her fork; she likes having something that's just theirs. When she's done, warm and full, she looks at Claire and realizes she has a chance to make right one of the regrets she first told Roger about. Not saying things often enough. ]
[They could both do with saying it a bit more. Claire, in the midst of standing to clear their plates, stops.]
I love you too, Bree. [She sets her plate back down so it can be her turn to hug Bree from behind as she's sitting, cheek resting against her red hair.]
More than anything. I was worried when you first woke up here, but now I can't imagine not having you around. I don't know how I did it as long as I did.
That's how I felt the moment I saw you. I don't know how so much time had already passed between seeing you off in a cab, and now. I don't know how I ever thought I could go through the rest of my life without you.
[ She doesn't regret telling Claire to go, but having no regrets isn't the same as getting used to the idea. ]
[ Now that they're both standing, Bree reaches out to give her mom a proper hug, arms around her, face slightly buried against her neck before she murmurs. ]
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I love you, mama. Thank you for the pancakes.
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I love you too, Bree. [She sets her plate back down so it can be her turn to hug Bree from behind as she's sitting, cheek resting against her red hair.]
More than anything. I was worried when you first woke up here, but now I can't imagine not having you around. I don't know how I did it as long as I did.
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[ She doesn't regret telling Claire to go, but having no regrets isn't the same as getting used to the idea. ]
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[She sounds like she's teasing, but... it's the truth, isn't it?]
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[ And that's the truth. ]
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[... except for Theon, apparently, but she expected that.]
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Goodnight. Thank you for the pancakes.