Justine felt it too and it unsettled her. She felt them both, Rich and Connor, but Rich wasn't sad... or he wasn't just sad. It was complicated and confusing. For some reason she was struggling to hold onto the feeling and describe it.

His confession inspired an ache beneath her breastbone and she wished with all her heart to be able to steady both herself and it.

"Squip?" She whispered it's name softly, pressing a kiss against his jaw, neck and anywhere else she could reach without moving. "I am here." Justine closed her eyes and nuzzled against him. "Connor too."

He didn't have to be alone anymore.