"But this time... you're here instead of a million miles away." It felt like a million to her. It feel like an impossible distance each time she wrote a letter. So she wondered that if they could fall for each through letters, why couldn't he fall for her here? In person? It'd be hard for her, harder almost than him being gone but she wanted to do it because she still loved him. With everything she had.

However the hope she got from his first words was dashed by what he said next in response to her question. There wasn't anything here for him, he was right. Except her. And she didn't feel like she was something enough for him to stay, not since he didn't love her. "You could take my place at the hospital. Helping out. I mean, it'd be good, maybe. You could talk to doctors and help your fellow soldiers? And as for a place to stay..." Well, she was pretty sure her father wouldn't stand for him staying here but she could ask. "We have a guest room here. Or maybe you could stay my uncle's place. He lives a few blocks away, he can always use the help around the house. He was wounded in the first war."