[Eleven nods even as she turns away, then fidgets with repeated glances back to the lighthouse as though it might suddenly move. More heart-wrenching is seeing Hermione run for her parents as the dream stretches cruelly before her. He starts forward a step himself, knowing she likely won't reach them. The guilt claws at him]
I'm s-
[But he wakes with a gasp, eyes snapping open to a familiar ceiling and creeping touch of real cold. Eleven lingers on the dreams, sorting through meaning, then remembering what he needs to do, resolves to properly thank and apologize to Hermione later as he moves to check on the others]
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I'm s-
[But he wakes with a gasp, eyes snapping open to a familiar ceiling and creeping touch of real cold. Eleven lingers on the dreams, sorting through meaning, then remembering what he needs to do, resolves to properly thank and apologize to Hermione later as he moves to check on the others]