Even in the haze of depression, though, Kaveh can tell she's unhappy. He extends a hand carefully, leaving it on the table to give her time to pull away or indicate she doesn't want to be touched; if she doesn't, he'll reach over to put a gentle hand on her arm.]
...It feels unfair. For the odds to be stacked against us like this.
[It's one thing to tell people to take each other out. It's another to actively block the attempts of people who'd want to intervene.]
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Even in the haze of depression, though, Kaveh can tell she's unhappy. He extends a hand carefully, leaving it on the table to give her time to pull away or indicate she doesn't want to be touched; if she doesn't, he'll reach over to put a gentle hand on her arm.]
...It feels unfair. For the odds to be stacked against us like this.
[It's one thing to tell people to take each other out. It's another to actively block the attempts of people who'd want to intervene.]