Author’s Note: Luna still doesn’t get any rest…
“Are you rested?”
“Alvin is outside, and he seems quite distracted by the music coming out of the car that is parked next to yours. It is… vibrating, and I think he finds it quite soothing, reminding him of the hive in some way. I do not know how that matters, but it does seem to help,” he said, sitting down on the edge of her bed. She had her head under the blanket for the most part, but he could see just a bit of her hair. “If you would like me to go, I can. I do not want to keep you from your rest.”
She sighed. “Could you believe… I can’t sleep? After all that, I can’t seem to fall asleep. My brain just won’t quit. I don’t know what to do to help Alvin, and I don’t know what we’ll do about money, and I don’t know what I’ll do about you…”
“Why am I troubling you? Did I do something wrong?”
“No. You don’t… You have no idea what I’m talking about, and maybe that’s for the best. It’s impossible, after all, and why complicate a good thing with the impossible?”
He frowned, wishing he understood her more. He did not know what she was talking about, but if he did, perhaps he could stop her from feeling this way. She talked almost as though she was depressed again, and he did not want to have her back on medication. “What we do is not… impossible, is it?”
“What is wrong, Luna?”
She closed her eyes. “Just having one of those moments where I wish you could hug me even though I know you can’t.”
“Would you like me to try?”
She frowned. “I thought you would never do that, never risk it, that you’re convinced that you’d kill me or destroy everything and…”
“I am. I still worry about it, but I would like to be able to give you what you want.”
She sighed. “Sometimes I think you make it all worse when you try to be nice. It just makes it that much harder to remember that it is impossible. Still, I know it is. I do. I just forget every now and then. You know what the funny thing is? I think I couldn’t sleep because I was alone.”
“I can go get Alvin—”
“I don’t want Alvin. I… just want you.”
He smiled. “I can remain if you like. I might have to move, though, and when I do, I’d disturb you again. Would you mind, or should I stay where I am for now?”
“I want you to stay.”
He studied her. “Is this a moment where humans would have something called… a bedtime story? Should I attempt to tell one? I don’t know much of what they’re like, but I am not unwilling to try. I would do anything for you, Luna.”
“Am I being impossible again?”
“Yes, but…” She reached out from under the blanket and put her hand over his, just for the briefest of moments. “Don’t stop.”
Wow. These two poor people whom I love! I do hope they get their happy ending.
Yeah, poor Luna and Tynan.
There’s still a bit of story to go before the end. He hasn’t explained how he got into the prison yet.