[ he isn't fazed by the grip strength—only the state thorns is currently in. his hands wrap around thorns more firmly, and he deliberates for a real second what to say and do next. ]

That's impossible. [ unfortunately, it is very possible. but elysium doesn't know this. ] Nothing can ever take me away from you. Not anymore.

[ with one hand anchoring him to thorns in kind, the other cups his cheek to keep thorns faced towards him. ]

Is the sea warm? [ a kiss to his mouth. ] Can the sea do this?

[ another kiss—this one coaxing thorns' mouth open. ]

Come back to me, Thorns. Wake up.