That actually pulls an unexpected laugh out of her, her face brightening for the first time since...well.

"'Don't idealize sex too much' - Byerly Vorrutyer. Can I quote you on that?" She actually smiles, just small and soft, and her eyes are still red-rimmed, her nose still a little stuffy, but that little smile transforms her face entirely.

"You could be better at it with a little practice," Sonia says, knowing he'll reject the idea out of hand. She rests her cheek against his hand, sighing softly. "Then I shall do my best to reap the pearls of wisdom from your senescent shell, dear Byerly."