She folded up the parchment slowly, trying to find the answer to his question. No, never. And as harsh as it sounded, it wasn't because of Caradoc. She would miss him (and has), she would feel more pain for his family and his close ones, but Alice had come to the sickening conclusion that this war was going to be the end of her. There was no way they were going to get out of this, were they? They'd finally found some sort of light in their son, and now---any sort of hope in anything was literally murdered and dropped in front of her, right in her fucking lap.
"Yes," Alice stoically responded, knowing that it wasn't long before her emotional dam broke and she was back to being a complete and utter mess. She had to finish this paper work and then she could cry, right now she needed to do her bloody job---maybe it'll keep this war from killing her for a little bit longer, maybe it would save some more of her friends but---it was all she could do right now. "I'll be fine."
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