"Tell her stories, anything. Keep reminding her that there are people waiting for her to wake up." The doctor had suggested.
Eleanore continued to replay his words in her mind, as she saw Caelestis simply sitting there in the only chair close to Stella, having nothing to say to her.
'What is he even doing?' Eleanore wondered, sitting on the couch opposite him.
She finally gives up and opens her mouth. "The doctor asked to tell stories, doesn't mean you have to make one. Just say any of your childhood experiences. Anything."
"I know. It's just that I can't find anything that I would want to tell her." He says, still contemplating on his thoughts.
"Why are you searching so far and wide? Just say anything." She got out of the couch and walked to him. "You can even share your emotions, if you want." She gently rests her hand on his shoulder.
Caelestis turns to look at her.
"What? Do you want privacy?"
