Ellie melted just a little bit in Sach's arms when he fulfilled her wish of kissing again. She was practically glowing with happiness - her cheeks were bright pink, her eyes were sparkling. She didn't need Roza's help to figure out how she felt anymore. She knew exactly what her diagnosis would be. And she felt better than she could ever remember.
"Why are you apologizing? It's good to hear you laugh and, well, be happy." She smiled at him, shrugging slightly. She liked the feel of his fingers on her neck, and she draped her arms behind his neck, tracing patterns on his back with her fingertips. "I'm glad to see you happy." She confirmed, before adjusting herself so that her head was on his shoulder.
She felt safe in his arms, and she could feel the exhaustion tugging at her eyelids. Elline didn't want to fall asleep, but she found herself slipping into a more and more drowsy state. She wouldn't sleep for more than 5 minutes, she never could when napping, and so found herself drifting off.
For once, Elline didn't have a nightmare, for the first time in 11 years.
Winston raised an eyebrow, before stepping forwards and sitting beside Roza, his knees up by his chest. "Well, Miss Belikova, I must agree with the interesting part, and the proud part. I must have taught him some things." He joked to himself, not really expecting a laugh, but it was intended as banter anyhow. "But I don't agree with the human part, sexy lady." He sneaked a glance at her quickly, before looking back down at his lap, and placing his arm around the back of her, but so it still rested on the roof, although it was still close enough to touch.