That's the thing: she has to fix it. She has to fix everything. In a situation like this, where she can't do anything...it's taking all of Nana's strength to remind her of that fact, to remind her that there are just some things she can't do, that she'll need to go with the flow on this.
"I'm not worried," she reiterates. "If I worry about this, then I'll want to do something. I can't do anything, so I've gotta focus on not being worried."
He smiles. "That's something maybe we can talk about when we're back on familiar ground," he teases gently, leading her to his makeshift little tent. There's a few blankets inside and the fire out.
"Go ahead and rest a while. I'll wake you up soon."
Nana stubs out her cigarette on a nearby rock before throwing the cigarette butt into the fire. There's a moment before she gives Sheehan a small little smile.
"Thanks," she says, before heading inside the tent, ready and willing to take a little nap.
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"I'm not worried," she reiterates. "If I worry about this, then I'll want to do something. I can't do anything, so I've gotta focus on not being worried."
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"Go ahead and rest a while. I'll wake you up soon."
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"Thanks," she says, before heading inside the tent, ready and willing to take a little nap.