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[ the little rush of emotion she feels is unexpected. something loosens, ever so slightly, inside the tightness of her chest. she and hank aren't close, not by any means, but there's something -- something about being told not to be ashamed, that it isn't all her fault -- that takes a small weight off her shoulders. she isn't sure she believes it entirely (there are days she swings violently from blaming herself to blaming madison and back again), but it helps.

lil rubs her own upper arms absently, glancing away. ]

Thanks, Hank.