[He senses her discomfort, and mentally kicks himself. His intention was curiosity, not judgment, but it was still thoughtless. Shifting a bit, he rubs her back.]
I hope you don't have to again. Ever.
[In a perfect life, he would assure her of it. He would promise to look out for her, for as long as he could. But they're in purgatory, and Sarah is like lightning. She would never stay with him that long, even if this place wasn't going to tear them apart eventually. He doesn't get to keep her and protect her. That other life will take her back, the life that's put all that pain in her eyes, and she'll forget that this dumb, sappy doctor ever wanted to give her the entire world.]
It's only ever been your circumstances that were bad, Sarah. Not you.
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I hope you don't have to again. Ever.
[In a perfect life, he would assure her of it. He would promise to look out for her, for as long as he could. But they're in purgatory, and Sarah is like lightning. She would never stay with him that long, even if this place wasn't going to tear them apart eventually. He doesn't get to keep her and protect her. That other life will take her back, the life that's put all that pain in her eyes, and she'll forget that this dumb, sappy doctor ever wanted to give her the entire world.]
It's only ever been your circumstances that were bad, Sarah. Not you.