Tears were dribbling out of her eyes and out of her nose. She was one big snotty mess. She rubbed her nose against her arm and sighed, a big, long, tired sigh. She held onto him like a lifeline, tight enough not to bruise, but only just.

She just felt like if she let him go, he'd disappear again. He was going to have a hard time getting her to let him out of his sights for a while.

"If this isn't Tomorrow," she said, slowly, "then... how do we get back?"

Because that was the only thing that mattered. Eep's arms constricted a little bit. She wasn't even aware of it, really. "Why do they keep building things? Don't they stop building to eat? Or sleep?"