“I’m not sure, I guess we could ask for work here?”
He tried to keep her head steady as he walked. He wished she wouldn’t lean against him though, he couldn’t afford for her to get attached to him.
“Then it truly is my fault. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t rush things.”
“You don’t want me making decisions. How do you think we ended up here? How do you think…” he went silent at the end, crying harder.