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[never_francesca]

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[never_francesca]

[A little bit. But where are they standing now? She winces.]

No wonder you can't fucking tell.

[Given how rarely she outwardly swears...]

[cactusy]

Yeah? So I'm not hopelessly, pointlessly crazy?

[It's said with a wan little grin - an attempt at genuine humor.]

[never_francesca]

No more than the rest of us.

[And taken as one.]

[cactusy]

[Shaw nods slowly, accepting that answer. It doesn't exactly feel true, but it doesn't feel like a platitude or a white lie, either.]

You're a good friend and colleague to me too, you know. You matter.

[never_francesca]

[She isn't entirely sure what to make of that, what it means to her - though she knows it's high praise coming from Shaw.]

At this point, I think you've proven that rather well.