Finally lifts his hand away from his face, just in time to see Starbuck vanish through the curtain. It's just as well, he thinks bleakly; it's not as if there's any more to say to her.
(Three years. Three and a half years.)
Within moments, the song begins to drift down the infirmary corridor again.
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Finally lifts his hand away from his face, just in time to see Starbuck vanish through the curtain. It's just as well, he thinks bleakly; it's not as if there's any more to say to her.
(Three years. Three and a half years.)
Within moments, the song begins to drift down the infirmary corridor again.