[ (It's the worst when he doesn't recognize her. That confusion never lasts more than a few moments but it's still like being dunked underwater — there's no guarantee you'll come up. And though she trusts Gene — has come to trust him just as much as anyone else in her life — there isn't a time that Nellie doesn't fear he'll forget her entirely. What good is a junior mythologist to a man like him?)
Her hands, gentle as always, slip to his collar, fixing his jacket as she offers up a nod, gaze flickering between his jacket and his face. ]
I'm trying to, [ is what she manages. (Short of actually discovering Jesus' tomb, she doesn't know if there's anything that's going to restore his standing, not that she hasn't looked for an in.) ] I promise. Just sit tight for a little bit longer, okay?
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Her hands, gentle as always, slip to his collar, fixing his jacket as she offers up a nod, gaze flickering between his jacket and his face. ]
I'm trying to, [ is what she manages. (Short of actually discovering Jesus' tomb, she doesn't know if there's anything that's going to restore his standing, not that she hasn't looked for an in.) ] I promise. Just sit tight for a little bit longer, okay?