A single word answer, and it's the most beautiful of them all. Amelia all but melts into him as they sit together, smile bright and face warm as time passes and they simply... are together for a while. She can never be truly still, and her mind races with so many thoughts and feelings right now, but for that short while, she forgets entirely about trying or wanting to be anywhere but here.

At his ask, she arches an eyebrow at him. He wants to stay awake after the dream. It's unsurprising, but it's not the best of ideas. "Let's start with cocoa, and see if we need help staying awake after that," she counters gently. "I have a fine drinking chocolate someone gifted me a few days ago. We can have some of that."

A gift for her birthday, the latest of many. Something she still refuses to say anything about lest it be celebrated. Damn Alex for not letting it pass by without notice. At least the tailor's insistence on a gift will work out well for them.

She waits for Thor to start rising to his feet, easily following his lead and staying as close to him as she can. They'll have to part long enough for-- well, likely for him to make their drink, but she can attempt if he's still too shaken to try. It'll mean longer until their drink is ready, but she's managed not to burn the last few rounds of cocoa she's made for them.

"Shall we go for a walk after? It'll be pleasant to feel the rain for a while, now that the storm's begun to settle."