[Hakkai glances at her, and makes a soft noise of agreement.
There's no real way to pretend it will be better, after all, and while Sanzang might reappear (she's done it before) there's no guarantees, and he won't hold out hope that's more likely than not to be dashed.
Instead, he produces a pack of tissues from his pocket, and leans over Bon to hold it out to her.]
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There's no real way to pretend it will be better, after all, and while Sanzang might reappear (she's done it before) there's no guarantees, and he won't hold out hope that's more likely than not to be dashed.
Instead, he produces a pack of tissues from his pocket, and leans over Bon to hold it out to her.]