[Oh boy. If Leo hasn't opened his eyes already, they're open now. Wide and already stinging with unshed tears. The hug is so strange, like the sensation of her hand. His body welcomes the familiar touch but is also rejecting it because it's strange. It doesn't feel right. It isn't real so why is she seemingly trying to convince him so.]
You -- You can't say that, Elise. You're not here. This is just a dream.
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You -- You can't say that, Elise. You're not here. This is just a dream.
[His voice is trembling. He's choking up.]