"Mmm," Sookie considered, brows pinching together briefly. "Well... then I guess, I guess I'm kind of stumped. So far, with Mitchell I just try to act as much to his expectations as I can, you know? Because I know I'm not gonna be able to just cram those memories back in his mind, so I just want to make sure that I don't scare him to where I won't be able to watch over him."

She reached out for Anatoly's hands, squeezing them tightly in her own. "We'll figure it out though. I promise you. I just don't know what you want more right now— we can plan? Or we can just focus on giving you a distraction for a few hours. Could take you to the kitchen and cook you something."