[She nods, smiling at him. She's not completely fine, but she's better, and she's getting there. That's all that matters. And, of course, having him here does help, like it always does. She can let her guard down and relax in a way that she can't with anyone else, and it's easier to push away the awful images that still don't seem to want to leave.]
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I'm alright. How are you doing?