[He shouldn't have, really, but when she said that, when she slumped over and rested her head on him, he let out a nervous laugh, eyes closing as he lifted his hands to rest on her arms, the feeling so completely different from what he was used to.]

So it's not just me, right? Like... it is different. I just... I don't know, Rach. I miss you. I mean, I miss you. I know you're here and I'm glad you're okay and not hurt and I'd lose my mind if you were, but it's almost like you're not all the way here, because...

It's... it feels different. You still smell different and you're taller and--

But I still love you.

[Which felt so weird to say to a guy that wasn't his dad or Scott.]