[One of her arms snakes around him, and she turns so that her head rests comfortably and she can stare out to the orange and yellow horizon, the sun already partway up now. Her free hand reaches for her canteen lid of coffee that she brings up to her lips for a sip, and it tastes so much sweeter and warmer compared to its bitter taste earlier, and she pauses to savour it as the heat rushes down her throat.
This... this feels right, and the fact that they can easily fall back into this after all of that is a testament to the strength of their love and the depth of their understanding for one another.]
Wait... [she says with a light gasp after a few more beats of silence.] What do you mean you weren't conscious? How did it all look to you, then?
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This... this feels right, and the fact that they can easily fall back into this after all of that is a testament to the strength of their love and the depth of their understanding for one another.]
Wait... [she says with a light gasp after a few more beats of silence.] What do you mean you weren't conscious? How did it all look to you, then?