The night had settled into something deeper, heavier, but not in a way that felt threatening. It was the kind of quiet that allowed thoughts to surface, the kind that didn’t rush anyone to speak, but also didn’t let things stay hidden forever. Elizabeth didn’t move far after leaning back. The distance between them stayed small. Not as close as before, but not distant either. And that… mattered. Lewis remained beside her, his posture steady, his presence calm. He wasn’t watching her constantly, but he was aware of her in a way that didn’t feel intrusive. It felt… intentional. After some time, Elizabeth shifted again, adjusting the blanket around her shoulders more properly this time. The movement was slow, careful, and for a moment, she seemed to hesitate before settling again. “You’re still here,” she said quietly. Lewis glanced at her. “I said I would be.” “That doesn’t always mean anything,” she replied. He studied her for a moment. “It does now,” he said. That answer
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