You're forgiven. {There is a distinct impression of a smile, a hint of teasing, but the sincerity is still clear.}
{The image of her here in the house keeps fading, as her thoughts often don't need to have some sort of visual representation to be shown or heard. But she feels his longing and makes a conscious effort to show herself as she is, her hand reaching towards him.} Come here? {She wants a hug (and then some) and he sounds like he could use one too. It's not like the real thing, but it's something.}
I'm all right. Bored. Tired all the time. This house takes a little out of me but it's easier to put up now than it was before. Ki's driving me nuts. I thought for sure she'd be out by now but she's still here and she keeps wanting more attention. I wouldn't be reluctant to give it if she would just stop flaunting You And Her, past, present, future, nonexistent forms in my face. {Angry green wisps of jealous whip about her ankles but she kicks them away. She knows it's petty and knows it's natural but the emotion still irritates her.}
I did see Ella for a bit. That was a nice break in the monotony. I'm sorry for talking your ear off by the way. I can't really turn it off.