[But on others? He catches the implication, brows raising... but then she says that, about the horrible feeling that's bound up his chest for such a long time now, like she knows (and she would know, he's sure based on what he's read and been told).]
Not quite alone, but--
[She knows why it's different, and the same.
On an impulse, he turns to look over his shoulder at his tether. It's gone.]
no subject
Not quite alone, but--
[She knows why it's different, and the same.
On an impulse, he turns to look over his shoulder at his tether. It's gone.]