Ellie frowned up at him, with her 'you are keeping something from me you little shit' look. "What aren't you telling me, Sora?" She asked slowly.
Oh weh. Destroy my heart why don't you.
Sora set her down on the couch, and she sat towards the edge. Ellie rolled her eyes. "Forgot about your hood. That's like 'Oh, I've got my bullets, but I forgot my gun'." She shook her head. He carefully brushed her comics aside, then tugged her socks off. The chill air touched them and they were already a bright, unhappy pink. His hands were big and the covered her feet easily. Sora grabbed a blanket, wrapping her bottom half up in it. "Sora," Ellie murmured softly. "What happens to me, in the future?"