Ness smiles softly, and nodsβhe's dismissing her, no matter how he's tried to soften the blow, but it's alright. She isn't any more sure how to have this conversation than Stephen is, and isn't ready for it anyway. Some wounds you guard like a frightened dog, even though everyone can see them regardless.
"I've hit six minutes," she tells him, proud, as she stands to leave the office. "And I think I've worked out how I might be able to affect motor function, but I haven't had any good opportunities for testingβwe'll have to brainstorm."
Before she leaves, she touches her hand to his shoulder, gentle, and murmurs her thanks. And then she's off to her own office, and her own job.
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"I've hit six minutes," she tells him, proud, as she stands to leave the office. "And I think I've worked out how I might be able to affect motor function, but I haven't had any good opportunities for testingβwe'll have to brainstorm."
Before she leaves, she touches her hand to his shoulder, gentle, and murmurs her thanks. And then she's off to her own office, and her own job.