[ She's not expecting to hear that, so hits her harder than it might have otherwise. Root holds her breath, waiting for the rush of fluttering, wild relief to ebb before she pulls her head back to meet Shaw's gaze. ]
Thank you.
[ There's weight to that, for all the sincerity and even joy in it. It's heavy, a grounding sensation. She'll never have to watch Shaw get gunned down, with no way to save her, ever again. It's the best thing Root could ask for, given their lifestyle. ]
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Thank you.
[ There's weight to that, for all the sincerity and even joy in it. It's heavy, a grounding sensation. She'll never have to watch Shaw get gunned down, with no way to save her, ever again. It's the best thing Root could ask for, given their lifestyle. ]