[When he says that he loves her, when Ben says that he loves her and he's not going to leave, she nearly starts sobbing again, but she catches herself with a tiny gasp and shuts her eyes tight. No tears. Don't make him regret it. He wants to stay with her, but she could make him change his mind that at this rate.

Vanya doesn't like that she has to wait those thoughts out now that she doesn't have her meds.

But the wind doesn't start again, and she doesn't... explode or whatever it is she does. Everything is fine. She wipes at her face to try to clean it up a little, because she doesn't want to be a mess the entire time she's reuniting with her dead brother. Eventually, she pulls one foot up to rest on the bench in front of her and leans her head against her knee. The benefits of being tiny.

When Ben talks again, she rolls her head over to the side and looks up at him. And... she can't help it, she laughs.]

God, poor Five. He's gonna start getting sweaty and hairy in front of our eyes.

[She feels bad about it, but that actually does make her laugh some more.]

So do ghosts... age? I mean, how does it all work? —You don't have to answer that. Sorry.