[His other arm settles around her waist easily, just another point of contact between them. He wants to say, since when does that matter but no, she has a point. It'd be kind of weird to have that dumped on him out of nowhere but no weirder than being woken up in the middle of the night by her and they're co-pilots. Nothing's off the table.]
Wish I could say those got better with time.
[Which she knows, the nightmares don't. Not when they're born of losing a co-pilot, for a few seconds or for forever, that kind of fear and loss doesn't go anywhere.]
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Wish I could say those got better with time.
[Which she knows, the nightmares don't. Not when they're born of losing a co-pilot, for a few seconds or for forever, that kind of fear and loss doesn't go anywhere.]