He's really kind and Beth smiles slightly, squeezing his hand in return. People like them, no one expects that they'll be the strong ones, no one expects them to be able to fight, but she thinks they've proven otherwise right now. They're still here, after all, they've come through and they're here.

Tomorrow will be another day, another fight, but she thinks they'll be able to make it.

"Thanks," she says. "Do you think we'll be okay?"