[ It's nice of him to ask. Particularly because he knows better than most people that Andy always answers these kinds of questions the same fucking way. Is she holding up? Sure. Bitch is immortal, isn't she? Doesn't have much choice in the matter. ]
I'm fine.
[ Tired mostly. Very fucking tired. But what else is new? She's been tired for months now. Decades. Centuries. Besides, what's she supposed to say? That it terrified her to watch his blood seep out from between her fingers as she tried to stop the bleeding, that night? That this poignant reminder of his morality — and the mortality of everyone she loves — has kept her up at night?
There's no point in saying any of that. So. I'm fine is what he gets. ]
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I'm fine.
[ Tired mostly. Very fucking tired. But what else is new? She's been tired for months now. Decades. Centuries. Besides, what's she supposed to say? That it terrified her to watch his blood seep out from between her fingers as she tried to stop the bleeding, that night? That this poignant reminder of his morality — and the mortality of everyone she loves — has kept her up at night?
There's no point in saying any of that. So. I'm fine is what he gets. ]
Guess this means you'll live after all.