[ She might as well not waste her energy hoping. If she dies, it's going to royally fuck him up. He has exactly two people in his life now ever since his mom passed, and she ranks number one. She's his other half, she might as well carve off an entire side of him when she goes.

So he's not thinking about it. Because they're working. Because they have to work.

He passes a hand over his mouth, studying her, contemplating. ]

Not for longer than a day, unless you know them from the outside. You do not sleep around anyone you don't trust implicitly, do you understand? At the end of the day, only one person's walking out. If you forget about that, they're gonna have a way easier time taking you out when they don't have to look you in the eyes.

[ And even then--

He reaches out to curl a hand around her arm. ]

This is very important. You need to remember that everyone in the quarry is going to want to kill you. Everyone. I don't care if you find out your fucking... true love is in there, I don't care if you run into somebody you grew up with, it doesn't matter. You need to remember that, and you need to walk away from them before you get too attached to do what you have to do.