Even as his head pounds from the lack of oxygen and a vice grips his chest, Mayerling's more concerned at the face Sharon makes. He can survive a little asphyxiation and come back from the dead. It's not that hard. Sharon is far more easily broken. Humans always are. Sleepers return from the dead, but Mayerling does not wish for Sharon to experience it needlessly if at all.

"Once was enough," Mayerling says. He holds her hand as they stand transfixed by the experience where they found each other in the house. Some other matters first since the house is a relatively safe location.

"I was similarly trapped, unable to get out until I found and worked with D," Mayerling says. "That was a test of our ability to survive. This, without any danger unless we separate, testifies that it is within ourselves we must look, not the environment."

It's a long-winded way to say 'it's not you, it's us.' He glances at her, even now waiting Sharon's permission to breach the conversation they sorely need. It will not go better for forcing the matter harshly.