"What kind of question is that?" Chase queries, almost amused if it weren't for the wide-eyed fear he can see in her. Still, he plays it lightly, voice and manner gentle.
"Are you sure you're here?" a hint of a smile and he looks down for a fraction of a second, "I hope so, because you've always been surer than me."
and if i lose myself, what if you find yourself where you are?
"Are you sure you're here?" a hint of a smile and he looks down for a fraction of a second, "I hope so, because you've always been surer than me."