[Jon is sitting, listening. He barely remembers this, after the last few months of horror and trauma. Was this really maybe the last time they were all happy together? There must be other times, but they aren't coming to mind.
He leans in a bit, resting a hand on Tim's arm to give a little squeeze.]
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He leans in a bit, resting a hand on Tim's arm to give a little squeeze.]
That's really her.