[She stops herself. They wouldn't be standing next to each other if they'd been sent to their respective homes, but it wasn't something she'd want to think about or say.]
Standing here isn't doing us any good.
[Still holding his hand, she slips both of their hands into the pocket of her jacket and starts walking, stepping over vines and whatever was growing in this field.]
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[She stops herself. They wouldn't be standing next to each other if they'd been sent to their respective homes, but it wasn't something she'd want to think about or say.]
Standing here isn't doing us any good.
[Still holding his hand, she slips both of their hands into the pocket of her jacket and starts walking, stepping over vines and whatever was growing in this field.]