II
In that last instant, as Eleven begins to speak, Henry realizes that he fears her next words. He fears them like he has feared nothing or no one before, because deep inside he already knows what is to come.
Her eyes are full of doubt.
And just like that, he braces himself for the incoming rejection, a possibility he had not factored into his plans, but nonetheless will now have to come to terms with.
However, when Eleven looks up and meets his eyes, almost unafraid—because of course it'd be unreasonable to expect her to remain unfazed after such a display of power and, on top of that, they are both still standing there surrounded by the wreckage and the corpses, so many corpses, of the other test subjects sprawled about the room—the "yes" that escapes her 8-year old lips is nothing if not exquisite.