Meredith shakes her head, though only because she still doesn't entirely understand it. She's kept herself running in circles to avoid thinking. It makes putting the pieces together difficult. "I don't know," she says, "I... I don't know why it happened. They got people off, though. Brought them back down. The ship still crashed." She reaches for his wrist as she speaks, wanting some tether to him, some way of keeping him here.
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