There was something to be said about freedom. It's sweet embrace only lasted so long. She could hear what his response would be felt its overbearing weight. Glazed eyes fell and with it her last piece of comfort. The soft laughter that ebbed into the room was contagious by its nature. It had the lilt of a mangled angel seeing redemption only to fall back into the arms of the abyss. His smile was joyful in its spite. The vividness with which she brought his consciousness forward whilst he was awake was splendid.