"Two of a kind," Sonia chirps, squeezing his hand back, "because you'll never get rid of me, either."

She lets out a noise that's somewhere between a sigh and a gurgle and slumps against Byerly. "Cheers to that. I was intending to make it back to my tent tonight, don't really want to give Gavalas anything to worry about, but I'm a bit afraid of standing up right now."