[She takes Veronica's hand and helps herself straighten up when she's back on her feet, but immediately lets go and turns around, opening her umbrella to shield her suddenly melancholic expression and tightening of her hand around the umbrella handle, which is, ironically, very telling body language in and of itself.]
...He is.
[It's not really the other girl's business, Edna knows. She doesn't like relaying her business to strangers. However, not saying anything at all would be a giveaway, and lying would be just like lying to herself. Saying it out loud makes it feel more real, as a truth she's already mostly accepted.
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[She takes Veronica's hand and helps herself straighten up when she's back on her feet, but immediately lets go and turns around, opening her umbrella to shield her suddenly melancholic expression and tightening of her hand around the umbrella handle, which is, ironically, very telling body language in and of itself.]
...He is.
[It's not really the other girl's business, Edna knows. She doesn't like relaying her business to strangers. However, not saying anything at all would be a giveaway, and lying would be just like lying to herself. Saying it out loud makes it feel more real, as a truth she's already mostly accepted.
(Mostly.)]