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She stands by his side, hand scant inches away from his, but unable to close the distance. At his side only as the President of the Colonies, watching the short memorial for the pilots lost in the last battle with the Cylons, his son included, she has no other role in that moment. The back of his hand gently brushes against hers, and she's startled, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, before grasping his hand and feeling the thankful squeeze. As much as she would like to just wrap her arms around him and hold him as his lover, he's incapable of it in this moment, ever the stoic leader the people have come to know.

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