Squeezing Elliot's hand feels like reality again. There's something solid and safe to relax into here--an assurance of exactly where (and when) they're standing now.

"/I guess./" The insecurity is just a little hard to shake, right now. "/I just-- God, I love you-- so much, you know? And I want it to-- be enough. I want it to be what you actually need, not-- just what I have to give./"