There's her stubborn idiot. Glad to see he's still just as ridiculous about things as he ever was. It's reassuring. It's reassuring and suddenly overwhelming. He's alive. He's talking to her. He's pressed against her knee like she's got her lap filled with a book and pen and he still wants touch. She takes a breath but it shudders. She suddenly wants to cry again. Happy tears, but tears nonetheless.

"Psii...You can try speaking but maybe don't expect it to come out well for a bit."