[Imogene keeps her eyes trained on Avery. She becomes serious. Last time she knew Avery she made her promise she wouldn’t leave and she broke that. Imogene would make sure that didn’t happen again.] Don’t…don’t die again. You c-can’t leave me again, Avery.
You’re…You’re worth more than gold to me, Avery. [One of her hands finds Avery’s and squeezes.]
[She glances at the small dog by Avery’s side and she flinches when it moves towards her.] O-Olaf? [She smiles at the name.] Like the snowman in Frozen? [She smiles brightly at Avery.] I love that movie. I-I’d love to go on a walk with you but— [she lets go of Avery’s hand and carefully slips off her glove then holds out her hand.] —will you hold my hand?
[Avery nods. She's more careful now, especially since she knows her life has some value. If she's going to make this promise again, she's going to keep it.] I won't. I promise.
[You're worth more than gold to me. Avery knows she's probably blushing, and she looks down to stop herself from somehow grinning even wider.]
Exactly like Olaf in Frozen. [Avery answers, looking up at Imogene. She waits for Imogene to take off her glove, then she takes her hand. Her skin is soft, and she can't help but wonder what it must feel like for her. Holding someone's hand, it had to be something amazing.] Of course. Let's go.
