[He watches her, hovers on the periphery of her mind, picking up on snapshots instead of diving in and seeing the whole thing.]
I don't care. [And he doesn't. This might be a flood, and who knows whether or not she's real, if this place is, or if he's the one that's just a construct of the Barge.]
spam
I don't care. [And he doesn't. This might be a flood, and who knows whether or not she's real, if this place is, or if he's the one that's just a construct of the Barge.]
You still deserve more than this.
[He still loves her.]