[She just stays there, crying quietly for a little longer. She's already said what's been bothering her, no need to say anymore. Crys leans against him for a few more minutes before standing up straight and taking her head off his shoulder. She wiped away the last (or what seems to be the last) of her tears on her sleeve, and looks up to Silver.]
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Thank you. For being here for me, I mean.