and I loved you so much it was making me sick
"Aww, lookit you - I didn't mean to make you blush, handsome." Vai grins to him, bobbing happily and weightlessly along in his arms as he moves to settle on an outcrop of stone. Very happy to lounge in his lap, her head lolls against his shoulder and her eyes flutter shut so she can simply enjoy this. And after everything that has happened with this fucking sickness, it's a well-earned fucking break, in her opinion.
She hears Zeph speak as a gentle rumble against her ear, the way his lips form around the words becoming one of her favourite things to listen to. "A hot tub," she echoes, not quite knowing what one is but able to imagine it easy enough from the name. "Running a risk of flooding the house there, aren't you? And-- wait-- what? What happened to Sam?" she asks.
She hears Zeph speak as a gentle rumble against her ear, the way his lips form around the words becoming one of her favourite things to listen to. "A hot tub," she echoes, not quite knowing what one is but able to imagine it easy enough from the name. "Running a risk of flooding the house there, aren't you? And-- wait-- what? What happened to Sam?" she asks.
