[A part of him wants to continue speaking to her. A rebellious, traitorous part of him. But he knows it cannot be. Not yet. Perhaps not ever. He doesn't know. He wishes he did, that he could give her something, anything. But he can't...and he won't.
He stares at the communicator for a moment, before letting out a steady exhale, turning it off. ]
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He stares at the communicator for a moment, before letting out a steady exhale, turning it off. ]