[She still has his hand, so he can't wipe away her tears, so all he does is bump their heads together lightly.]
It's a queer place, won't lie about that, but there's food and a roof over our heads and a livin', so we can manage. The others'll show up eventually too, ain't any doubt about that. We'll do fine, we'll manage. We've managed in worse, yeah?
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[She still has his hand, so he can't wipe away her tears, so all he does is bump their heads together lightly.]
It's a queer place, won't lie about that, but there's food and a roof over our heads and a livin', so we can manage. The others'll show up eventually too, ain't any doubt about that. We'll do fine, we'll manage. We've managed in worse, yeah?