The weight of the fly amulet felt familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. The same with curling up with him. A faint echo of drifting off to sleep with someone stroking her hair... She lightly raised her own hand up to hesitantly touch the three thousand year old amulet. Last time she hadn't worn it... she shivers, pressing against as she remembered the pain her former self had gone through. Her stomach did loop de loops. Time to think of something else... Like how incredibly warm he is. She didn't know you could miss something you never had... or least hadn't been around for a few lifetimes...<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Robert stopped reading the walls for a second to rub at his left arm. It had taken to aching off and on a few minutes ago. He wonders if this could be the start of a heart attack. His check ups before they had left the states had said that he's as healthy as horse, but just to be on the safe side, he abandons his readings as starts digging through the packs for the bottle of aspirin he always carries with him, especially since Stella's headaches had become worse.</span>