[ Sophia does not coo and pet as some Omens do. Her comfort is a quiet dig of snout into neck, pressure that insists on being felt. ]
We would have brought you back.
[ She had been tucked inside her Sleeper's heart when he dove off the side of the ship, reaching for a body he never quite touched. She had already been gone, thought they did not know, would not have believed. The moment when the covenant had been broken. ]
We bring each other back.
[ Like Big Boy does now, giving Sophia substance and form even if she cannot hold her own. ]
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We would have brought you back.
[ She had been tucked inside her Sleeper's heart when he dove off the side of the ship, reaching for a body he never quite touched. She had already been gone, thought they did not know, would not have believed. The moment when the covenant had been broken. ]
We bring each other back.
[ Like Big Boy does now, giving Sophia substance and form even if she cannot hold her own. ]