He couldn't tear his eyes away. Why couldn't he tear his eyes away? He nodded quickly, scared that if he didn't, something unspeakably terrible would happen. He didn't know what, but fear was pulsing through his veins now, and yet he was rooted to the spot.
"I'm sorry," he repeated, his voice still a whisper, like he was afraid to speak more loudly. She had said he needed to be quiet, after all. "Sophie, please. Just don't leave me," he begged. "Let's watch something. It'll all be okay."