Sarah lets Anya handle dishing up the ice cream. Hers doesn't need any toppings, perfect as is, with a large spoon. Taking a deep breath so she doesn't break down again, she looks at Sammy. "Remember all the time I spent talking to your dad when I first showed up?" She lifts up the arm bearing the Talus. "I'm leaving again, and probably won't be back. I have a couple days, maybe."
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