[ DO YOU SEE HIM LAUGHING, IS HE LAUGHING! But ... it is nice. Being around Beau feels so normal and natural he's almost started to take it for granted.

She reaches out an arm, and he goes willingly, leaning into her side and shutting his eyes. They can't sleep, but even this small thing helps, a little. He'll nod, but ... ]

It's weird. Why was it so much harder back home? I really do have friends here, and it's like ... what was I doing wrong before, and how did I fix it? I don't even know.