"Rory Landon, you are the most gullible smart person I have ever met and you don't seem to care if you get yourself killed and you are the most confusing, infuriating, oblivious, brainless lunatic I have ever met, and for some godforsaken reason, I like you anyway."
"That came out wrong."
"Okay. Okay. Rory's a girl, right? Girls like…um…they like it when you…"
"Rory, at the dance…you, um, looked nice."
"Not as nice as you normally do, but…"
"No! I didn't mean…I mean, you always look nice, and you looked nice then but it was a weird nice, and I like your regular nice, 'cause it's…nice. And it's you."
"This is harder than I thought."
"It's a good thing you're asleep, Rory. Because this would be really awkward otherwise."
"I am going to tell you this when you're awake, though. Y'know, sometime. When it feels right. But I need practice."
"Which, for those of you viewing at home, is why I snuck over here and am now sitting in the middle of the Arctic Circle pouring my heart out to the girl I…. need to tell some stuff to, who fortunately is a really sound sleeper."
"Back to Rory."
"My very own sleeping beauty."
"And if you were awake, Rory, you'd slug me for that. But don't worry. You won't be the next Sleeping Beauty. You'll get an awesome Tale. A questing Tale. Maybe not as good as mine, though."
"I had better be on yours.
"But even if I'm not, you're coming on mine, if I have to drag you the whole way."
""Aurora Turnleaf-"
"LANDON! HOLY CRAP I MEANT LANDON I-oh crap Rory don't wake up, please don't wake up, shh shhhh…."
"Lullaby, hushaby, just a dream, lalalala…"
""Okay, I think you're asleep again."
"Sorry about that."
"Rory LANDON, you are smart and hilarious and gorgeous and freaking amazing and you don't judge me but you tell me off when I'm being a moron and you always know what to do, except when you mess up, which you do a lot but you manage anyway and you know me really, really well, not just because you know about the Fey thing but because you know me and I hate hurting you and if I could I'd just make you happy forever but I can't and jeez, Rory, how do you do this to me…"
"This helped, actually."
"Thanks."
"Well, g'night, Rory."
"See you in the morning, Sleeping Beauty."
"Ciao."
"Bye, I guess."
"I don't really want to leave…"
"But it's kinda creepy for me to just sit here watching you sleep."
"Oh my god."
"Twilight."
"I'm acting like that guy from TWILIGHT. I HATE TWILIGHT."
"Ick. Blech. Gah. Ugh. This is disgusting."
"Seriously."
""If this were a movie-"
"BUT NOT THE TWILIGHT MOVIE-"
"-then I'd maybe lean down and fix your hair or something, or kiss you on the cheek."
"Or the lips."
"But then you'd definitely wake up and slug me."
"Well…you're awesome."
"Maybe I can tell you this when you're awake sometime."
"Night."