[ gaige lifts a sleeve of her baggy sweater to wipe away the tears brimming at her eyes, calming down just as quickly as she'd started up. without any question or hesitation, she moves from her seat and crawls into the minimal space left in krieg's hospital bed, tucking herself under his arm. ]

They might suck. I don't. Or at least I try not to. You can replace a bandmate, but you can't just do that with a friend.