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(Dee and Emily watching a possibly unrealistically dramatic view of the southern lights over the ocean, presumably from Tasmania.)
(Emily at work, attending to Gus.)
Gus:
I always thought I’d have my family near me when I went. Not that I thought about it much, mind, but I… I didn’t want it to be like this. All alone… I was there for Daisy; I’m glad of that, I wouldn’t’ve wanted her to be the one left… But now it’s me…
Emily: It’ll be ok, Gus. You’re not dying yet, and you’ve got us, right? You’ve got me?
Gus: You’re a good girl, Emma. But you probably won’t be here either.
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Alt text: I’d really like to see the Southern Lights one day. UPDATE: I since have, though not this dramatically!