Yes. [But the other thought, no, is right there in her mind, overlapping the response she tries to project. She slides behind the chair, hands settling on the handles as she takes over pushing him along. At least this isn't at all about him; she's barely thinking of the chair at all.]
Are you? [There was some irony in that thought - how could they really be okay - but she let it fade.]
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Are you? [There was some irony in that thought - how could they really be okay - but she let it fade.]