She doesn't mind him just being quiet for a while. She just holds him close, closes her eyes and breathes with him. She's used to him not being eloquent, and even if she wasn't it wouldn't be something she'd be inclined to hold against him. And then, she just listens. When he talks, she listens, and she swallows and tries not to snap at him.
"No, I haven't," she tells him, very plainly and very calmly. "Maybe it's because my dreams don't tend to make a lot of sense, or maybe it's just because I've accepted this place for what it is. But what I do know is that nothing else could make more sense than being with you." A pause, and she sighs, shuts her eyes, and just lies still momentarily before she says anything else. "Whatever you think about all this, even though it seems like a good thing, it isn't. Dreams won't ever be reality, and getting caught up in them so much that they mean more to you than your actual life isn't healthy. At all." Her tone is vaguely naggy when she adds that last part, just further proof that she's worried about him.
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"No, I haven't," she tells him, very plainly and very calmly. "Maybe it's because my dreams don't tend to make a lot of sense, or maybe it's just because I've accepted this place for what it is. But what I do know is that nothing else could make more sense than being with you." A pause, and she sighs, shuts her eyes, and just lies still momentarily before she says anything else. "Whatever you think about all this, even though it seems like a good thing, it isn't. Dreams won't ever be reality, and getting caught up in them so much that they mean more to you than your actual life isn't healthy. At all." Her tone is vaguely naggy when she adds that last part, just further proof that she's worried about him.