[The way Aubrey jumps right into her routine, it's impossible not to notice what Sunny has, thus far, missed, too busy sleeping. Aubrey's cared for him. He knows that, but...he sees it in action now - feels it in every cell.
[She didn't run away. He told her the impossible, and she's still here. She knows. She doesn't hate him.
[He still believes he deserves to be hated, but...of course - of course - he's grateful that he's not.
[He takes the food, curling up on the couch with his legs tucked under himself. He eats. It has taste...
[How can he feel so light?
[He watches Aubrey, waiting for her to sit down too. The world is calm; sharp, but calm.]
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[She didn't run away. He told her the impossible, and she's still here. She knows. She doesn't hate him.
[He still believes he deserves to be hated, but...of course - of course - he's grateful that he's not.
[He takes the food, curling up on the couch with his legs tucked under himself. He eats. It has taste...
[How can he feel so light?
[He watches Aubrey, waiting for her to sit down too. The world is calm; sharp, but calm.]
It's good...