Yes. [Alex just agrees softly and leans up to press her lips against his own, giving him the kiss that she’d wanted to give him that night as the two of them had sat on their sides of Ruby’s reclaimed sofa and looked at one another over increasingly tall glasses of Howard’s best whiskey.

Alex had said in the show that it was hard to see him pulled apart like that. And it was true. It had been true and continued to be true as the two of them were here in this weird place with the connection between them made manifest in whatever way this place had to do it.

It’s funny. Even with that connection and how it wants to write the narrative of them being something they weren’t even at the base of it. They were still them. Just then with a bonus.

Maybe that was something that was good about this place, other than the fact that they were here with each other.]

And I’m going to keep kissing you, Dr. Strand. I hope you’re aware of that.

[The was Alex, teasing him gently. This was Alex being herself.]