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She didn't really know how to decipher the feeling in Teya's response. It led her to glance over at the other woman, softly concerned. I help when I can. It's a part of what I do, but it's more than that too. She couldn't pass by without doing something if she wanted to, medic or no.

She just wished she could do more here. The boundaries she drew were necessary, a way to be here without introducing complexity she had no right to deliver. But it made the space between them feel both nonexistent and, paradoxically, wider than it had ever been before. Bridget had never enjoyed hiding.

Maybe there was one thing that was worth saying. I'm sorry that I wasn't here. It didn't need to be specific, what she was referring to. Really it was the entire thing. Her eyes stayed fixed on Teya a moment longer before she turned back to the sky.

It'll get easier. Maybe it's better this is how things went. I never could have given her what she has now. Even if it wasn't what she'd wanted initially, as things got better, Bridget couldn't help thinking that a family suited her. Teya deserved to have the love that, from what little the medic knew, had been denied her in her life before.