[Welp. He doesn't know if Amelia will be aware of his presence in her head, because all of it could simply be passed off as a dream. The easiest way to go about this is... to admit to nothing, to play dumb, to go about the morning as usual. He looks at the clock; almost ten. Even if it's a weekend, that's late, even for Henry.
So he dresses for the day, makes himself perfectly presentable from head to toe, and emerges from his room (did he hear her voice just a minute ago?) to walk down the corridor. He's guided into the kitchen where he assumes she is, the scent of coffee catching in his nostrils.]
Smells good. But it's a late start to your morning today, isn't it?
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So he dresses for the day, makes himself perfectly presentable from head to toe, and emerges from his room (did he hear her voice just a minute ago?) to walk down the corridor. He's guided into the kitchen where he assumes she is, the scent of coffee catching in his nostrils.]
Smells good. But it's a late start to your morning today, isn't it?
[Hi.]