Where the first time it had frightened him, this time… Sunny accepted it, to some degree. She was older than she seemed… and truly, what frightened him at his core was what was forgotten.

How easy it was to forget, how kind it was, how it could come flooding back at any moment.

So the teen nods, wordless, and tears the page from his notebook - the one of the rider and his mount, so similar and yet apart from Need - and hands it to her.

So she won’t have to forget.