Imma sighed and leaned against the wall beside Richardson, giving his hair a few gentle strokes with her free hand, then nestled her head to his shoulder.<br/>"We fail.. Time to time it happens, you know that.. No matter how hard we want the opposite..."<br/>A few other staff members passed them by but everybody was too busy to pay more attention to them than the usual look and nod. After all, nothing special happened - death payed the bill.<br/>"I'm here.. And you can tell me anything, you can curse, you can pray, whatever. I'll keep that. At a good place in my heart."<br/>The same hand gave an encouraging squeeze to his.<br/>