[At least she supposes that this way she can show him that whatever else has changed, what he is to her never will.]
You're making yourself sad.
[Or more sad. It's not like she doesn't know that what he'd been through has affected him deeply, but at the same time she can't help but wrack her brains for way to ease some of the suffering he's in.
She tugs at his cloak, trying to get him to follow her back to the shore.]
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You're making yourself sad.
[Or more sad. It's not like she doesn't know that what he'd been through has affected him deeply, but at the same time she can't help but wrack her brains for way to ease some of the suffering he's in.
She tugs at his cloak, trying to get him to follow her back to the shore.]
It's warmer on the sand. Come over there with me?