She nodded, instinctively, and very Sawyer-like, turning and shifting so that she could catch his eyes again. “Hey…then …then I’ll help you. We’ll figure it out. I’ll be me and… if you’re being a little shit, I’ll tell you. If I’m worried, I’ll tell you. I promise. But we’ll figure it out.” She went quiet then, still staring at him but staying silent, in case there was something else he wanted, needed to say.
“I—” he started, and then paused, sighing out gently. “I think I just need… Time to sort myself out. I don’t know. I can’t do everything at once.”
(Source: rymarshall)
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