[Jean perches on the bed beside him, and she can't help but stare. She knows how death works on the Barge, but it's still - it's hard to reconcile the Alex laying there with hollow eyes, and the Alex sitting here with frustrated energy.
It's only a moment, really, before she pulls him into a slow, gentle embrace.]
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It's only a moment, really, before she pulls him into a slow, gentle embrace.]