[He wonders if it will always feel like such a shock to see her face, smiling and bright and alive. If it will always be a struggle just to breathe after that initial sight. He knows that for awhile, at least, he can hide behind the cover of trauma thanks to the nogitsune. Even without her blood on his hands, there is other blood there. A lot of it. Including Scott's.

He hopes it won't always be like this, that it won't always feel like such a ruse, even if it's always what it is.]

I'll try to find popcorn too. And obviously I'll bring my pillow cause...can't sleep without it. [He pauses.] Not that I'm planning to sleep, because we'll be doing the movie thing.