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[She just. Stares at him. Through the communicator. Then she drops it in her pocket and waits. She can feel him. She can feel him closer, then closer still, down the hall and a floor beneath, there he is, there he is, like he's breathing with her--]

Who, [she asks, when he's in sight,] is Winston?

[She reaches out for his hand.]

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