[He knows.

[It’s a nonsense thought, though, isn’t it? Is it not? Hasn’t Kel said as much? Ah, hell, she forgot the talk with Adam—

[The memory rush is borderline offensive, though Aubrey manages to keep it off her face. Her eyes sting; residual. Focus. Sunny’s here, now.

[She moves a hand back to his and squeezes.]

You… said you dreamed about him…? [Something like it.]