[ He waits, then leaves after her. He's not at her place, but he's close by, makes his way there quickly. He pushes open the door to her room, afraid that he may not see her inside, that he'll find her still lost in the Horizon. Locked in a permanent sleep.
But she's awake. He sits down beside her, quiet. His hand lays atop of hers. All that's happened this week, none of it matters right now. Not even the fact that he died in the Horizon. He's just glad she's back. It isn't like him, but over the past days his thoughts have spiralled so wildly out of control—imagining everyone around him vanishing one by one.
For the first time, he can finally push those fears down.
A wet nose prods his hand. He picks up her little moth rabbit, placing it in her lap. ]
I'll stay tonight. [ He's certain she knows, but he says it anyhow. ] Would you like me to retrieve Nadine?
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But she's awake. He sits down beside her, quiet. His hand lays atop of hers. All that's happened this week, none of it matters right now. Not even the fact that he died in the Horizon. He's just glad she's back. It isn't like him, but over the past days his thoughts have spiralled so wildly out of control—imagining everyone around him vanishing one by one.
For the first time, he can finally push those fears down.
A wet nose prods his hand. He picks up her little moth rabbit, placing it in her lap. ]
I'll stay tonight. [ He's certain she knows, but he says it anyhow. ] Would you like me to retrieve Nadine?