[ He hesitates. Even with a glove hand, it feels alien to touch another person like this. Not Oz. Not Alice. It doesn't feel wrong, merely strange.
It's the least he can do for her. It's not Jess, or Jesse, or Donna's faults they were ported out. They had provided him with comfort, but they're no longer a constant in his life here. He's lucky to have Kenzi, he realizes. As often as they disagreed on things, she's stayed by his side and checked up on him when he actually needed it.
He gulps, gingerly pushing whatever stray hair falls around her out of her face. ]
I don't know why this has happened to us or when it will stop, but having a little bit of hope isn't so bad. And... [ A beat. ] You still have others here. You're not as alone as you think you are.
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It's the least he can do for her. It's not Jess, or Jesse, or Donna's faults they were ported out. They had provided him with comfort, but they're no longer a constant in his life here. He's lucky to have Kenzi, he realizes. As often as they disagreed on things, she's stayed by his side and checked up on him when he actually needed it.
He gulps, gingerly pushing whatever stray hair falls around her out of her face. ]
I don't know why this has happened to us or when it will stop, but having a little bit of hope isn't so bad. And... [ A beat. ] You still have others here. You're not as alone as you think you are.