[She's already awake when he stirs, or she's been awake this whole time, rather, watching him with her hand gently stroking through his hair in idle, sleepy motions. So when she feels him move even a little, there's that spike in panic in her chest that has her breath catching, and she holds him to her just a little more firmly.]
Eustace?
[Her voice is barely a whisper in his ear, tentative and testing to see if he can hear her, or if he's stuck again. There are no signs of more ice or electricity, so that's promising, but she isn't going to let out that sigh of relief just yet...]
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Eustace?
[Her voice is barely a whisper in his ear, tentative and testing to see if he can hear her, or if he's stuck again. There are no signs of more ice or electricity, so that's promising, but she isn't going to let out that sigh of relief just yet...]