[it's still definitely a dream, and there's a certain physical warmth that's missing from Anna when she gets hugged, but she's still smiling and barely containing laughter at feeling Rose's arms suddenly around her like this.]

Gay.

[which, of course, she says while returning the hug. it's enough to make her wish she weren't also data in here, a gestalt of herself created from the memories locked inside her soul, or some metaphysical bullshit like that. this is as close to Anna as Rose is going to get while she's still asleep, but it's better than nothing.]

I know it sucked. I tried my best to make the whole thing suck less for you, but I could barely do anything from back here. She was the one in control most of the time.

[not the most encouraging thing in the world to say. or to hear, probably. she'll switch tacks.]

I don't know when the hell I'm gonna wake up, but you'll be good as soon as you walk back out that door. I know that much.