[The hair-ruffle knocks her out of her thoughts, and she swivels her head to look at him. Her face is scrunched up and she tries to flatten her hair and bangs back down. But the scrunching turns into a small smile. Even when he says something ridiculous, it's still comforting for some reason.
Nill reaches over to give his head a gentle pat in return, and nods. They'll make it through this because they have each other, sappy as it sounds in her head. He'd probably laugh if he could hear her thoughts.]
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Nill reaches over to give his head a gentle pat in return, and nods. They'll make it through this because they have each other, sappy as it sounds in her head. He'd probably laugh if he could hear her thoughts.]