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you could see it in the way
her hands trembled,
in how she hesitated before replying.
in the manner of which, so to speak,
she looked at him and seemed to see
someone else in his place. 

in his unsteady walk as he exits the ship,
and the barely-there glint of fear. 
in how the crescents under her eyes have darkened,
and the way her shoulders tighten whenever she passes a taller individual.

they aren't ready.

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