[Alex doesn't think she's ever going to go to sleep again, but she does give him a smile and a little nod, before she just reaches over and wraps her arms around him. It's not anything sexual, it's a hug because she's pretty sure at this point that both of them need one. She knows that she does, and Alex suspects that he does too. It's a hugging sort of thing, really.]

I think they're like us, actually. Back home something, and something else here. When I met Martin he was at the lake, thinking about stealing some water because he's worried about Jon hurting himself somehow. I can relate. And I'm sure you can too. But we have time, and I think things will get easier.

[It's not as if things were going to get any less impossible here, and there's no going back from it while they're still in Deerington. There just isn't. Not for anyone, it's part of something that seems ingrained to the very fabric of the town.]