[ sam gives her time, because what else can he do? what else is there for any of them to do? everyone has their trauma back home, and sam actually knows some of julie's. knows, at least objectively, some of what she's thinking about. what she's carrying. he knows the basic shape of it, and therefore has some idea of the shadow it leaves over her. but he doesn't know everything, and as julie loses herself a bit in her thoughts, sam just keeps standing there without any assumption or worry about how long she'll need.

and then, apparently, she's done. a wave of her hand and everything is back in its place. but rather than looking to the fixed table, the casserole, the rest of it - sam's eyes linger on julie. notices, out of the corner of his eyes, as her knuckles whiten.

everything is fine. he snorts. ] Everything is definitely not fine, but. We keep moving. [ his eyes go to her face once more, as if just to make sure she's together, before he walks back over to where the casserole sits on the table. he starts serving, like he'd just set all this down and had always planned on eating. ]

So...fire's new. [ he offers her what he assumes is a neutral change of subject, only turning to look at her face again when he's got a plat of casserole. ] That just a Horizon thing, or did you get one of those fancy new abilities?