That was good, because he wasn't sure he could find words. His eyes had closed at her touch. It felt so real. He didn't understand why he was dreaming about her now. Not that he was complaining, things were so complicated. So much more than he could deal with. He missed simplicity. He missed her. It wasn't that he didn't care about Sky, even more than just care. It was..so many things. "I'm sorry.." He felt responsible for her death. He had for so long.