[Cissie puts her arm around Molly and hugs her tightly. She thinks she'll keep her sudden irrational anger at Harry for dying and leaving Molly in this mess to herself, though.] I'm so sorry, Molly. Is that--why you came back?
[She'd almost rather not ask that, because it begs the question of whether there was a chance she wouldn't come back, and that's not something Cissie wants to think about.]
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[She'd almost rather not ask that, because it begs the question of whether there was a chance she wouldn't come back, and that's not something Cissie wants to think about.]