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[anewlanguage]

Everyone make it back?

[he's, perhaps, a little more gruff than usual. And also he's bandaging his own arm, which promptly stains right through the bandage, and he tsks and applies heavier pressure to it.]

I think it's about time for another camping trip.

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Private

[tucky]

Um... I don't know. Do you think I should?

Are you asking 'cause your daughter blames you for her being here?

Re: Private

[anewlanguage]

[Ouch. He tries not to wince but doesn't quite stop it.]

Yeah. I guess I am. Used to be I blamed myself more than she blamed me...I hope it's still true but I doubt it.

You aren't anything like her, but I try to tell myself she might be more like you someday, when she figures her life out, figures out how to be around people.

Private

[tucky]

[That makes Tiffany blink in surprise.]

More like me? But I don't... I don't got my life figured out at all.

Re: Private

[anewlanguage]

[He chuckles, shakes his head]

No, I know you don't. But you laugh a lot. She only laughed maybe two or three times when she lived with me. Know what I mean?

Private

[tucky]

Oh.

I'm happy here. Maybe she should try to be, too.

Re: Private

[anewlanguage]

If I prayed that'd be what I'd pray for. If you ever meet her, maybe you'll be a good influence, though.

Private

[tucky]

Just because I'm happy? I don't know if me being happy makes other people happy; I don't know if it works like that.

But I do pray. I could pray for her, if you want.