[A nod. That outstretched hand, as large and heavy as it is, is surprisingly gentle as it rests on Stelle's shoulder.]
It is, I promise. [Sam's voice crackles and flickers, and then it's Firefly's, with just a faint hint of the robotic tone under it.] But... whatever's going on, with you... I want to help.
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It is, I promise. [Sam's voice crackles and flickers, and then it's Firefly's, with just a faint hint of the robotic tone under it.] But... whatever's going on, with you... I want to help.