_{[She feels the touch, and shoots Steve a very small but hopefully reassuring smile before looking back to Blake. The conversation seems to be on the up and up, despite the extremely somber topic. Somber is better than cursing and punching, in any case.]}

... Sometimes that's all it boils down to.

Luck and where you happen to be in one particular split second.

Not all the time, but sometimes.

_{[She doesn't question whether or not Blake is capable of committing the act that Shaun accused him of. Because he probably-- no, fairly obviously is. But being capable of it isn't the same thing as actually doing it. That's a big difference and it has to be there. Otherwise almost everybody on the planet would deserve a prison sentence.]}

Even if that makes everything seem like it doesn't matter, we have to make it matter.

'Cause we're human, see?

That's how we work.

_{[The reassuring-- but not naiive-- smile reappears then, this time a little bit bigger.]}