(She doesn't really need it anymore, to be honest. It had been a frustrating, discouraging uphill battle with him up until this point, and they just couldn't talk. Right now, she feels the opposite. If anything, they're finally... Okay-ish? She can listen to what he has to say without her negative bias coloring every other word, almost like she's finally ready to.
She's a little sorry it took a while.
Sophie knows she's impossible, for all that she likes calling him that. With the waking up work on the way, she gives her face a last rub and a few very light pats to the cheeks.
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She's a little sorry it took a while.
Sophie knows she's impossible, for all that she likes calling him that. With the waking up work on the way, she gives her face a last rub and a few very light pats to the cheeks.
Okay.)
Alright. I'm... Good enough.
(Talking, right? Where do they even begin?)
... You start or I start?