[ It's the same smile that Zane has, every time he hears that. The little pleased, stunned look, the security of knowing that, even though so many people are important, he is the most important. ]
I love you.
[ He strokes his fingers through Aslan's hair.
He worries, about the exhaustion. He's starting to think it isn't an aftereffect of the coma. It's something else. ]
[spam]
I love you.
[ He strokes his fingers through Aslan's hair.
He worries, about the exhaustion. He's starting to think it isn't an aftereffect of the coma. It's something else. ]