I was wrong. Brianna blurs and appears next to me, and a lovely song comes on. She holds out her hand and asks me to dance with her. I get up and place my hand on her shoulder, and she puts hers around my waist. We start to dance, Brianna manages to keep her speed turned off, and it's nice, for my first dance. Her first too, I think. The slow song later turns into one more upbeat- not sure what it is, I guess that's what 8 months of no outside information does to you- and Brianna shows off her skills by twirling around the room, making me giggle despite the fact she'll probably break something in this perfect boat she found for us.
After our dance I realise it is night outside, and that we should both get into bed.
Getting under the soft, warm covers it occurres to me that there is only one bed.
"Where will you sleep?" I ask Brianna.
"Umm… I was hoping to sleep in there with you… if you want to, I mean."
Wow. Brianna, lost for breath and offering to be in the same bed with me. "Absolutely." I reply, and she hops in, keeping her distance, for now.
