[ Booker lets out a breath, following suit. The cracks in the ceiling get his attention again. He folds his arms under his head and doesn't fight the way his mouth twists into a small smile. ]
Yeah. [ He won't deny it, even if he wanted to. (And he doesn't because it's the truth.) ] Yeah, it really was like we were still in that place.
[ And that's kind of the problem now, isn't it? Because they aren't in that place, and they don't actually know each other that way either. ]
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Yeah. [ He won't deny it, even if he wanted to. (And he doesn't because it's the truth.) ] Yeah, it really was like we were still in that place.
[ And that's kind of the problem now, isn't it? Because they aren't in that place, and they don't actually know each other that way either. ]