“Come back to me, Ava.”
“Please look at me, Ava.”
“All of me, Ava. Every single piece.”
“Just yours, Ava. Tell me you love me.”
“It's not natural, Ava. For me not to touch you, it's not right.”
“We need to boil water. We need clean towels,” Ava announced, following too. “She ain’t birthin’ no baby! She’s got a gunshot wound!” Indy shouted. “I know that!” Ava shouted back. “But we need a sterile environment.”