Talk:Sophie and Fitz/@comment-38108552-20190703131753

"She studied the relaxed lines of his features. The soft flutter of his long, dark eyelashes. The adorable way his arms cradled Mr. Snuggles against his bandaged chest. I don't know what to do. She hadn't meant to transmit the words, but it felt... good to say them. And it wasn't like he could hear her. He hadn't flinched. His breathing hadn't changed rhythm. So she told him, I really wish you were awake. He let out a snuffly snore, which gave her the courage to ask, What if I just want you to wake up because I'm tired of fighting the echoes all by myself? That wasn't the right question, though. What if I want you to wake up because I miss you?"