[Ariadne was incredibly grateful that Dick had basically volunteered to be an anchor and for a few moments just focused on that. The train wasn't real, despite what she'd seen. It was just a flood. At the question she simply shook her head a little. This was enough, this was just fine. It was the sleeping part that had to come later that she wasn't so sure about. But he was already spending a good part of his day with her.]

I'll... [be okay? How many times had she said that already today?]