The smell of the soup wafted in front of his nostrils, and John idly took a whiff. A shudder jolted throughout his body, and he snapped awake. For the first time he was fully aware of his surroundings. The first thing he did was stand up and return the hugs that Rose gave him, as best he could given the fact that he was against her chest at the present moment.
"…Op—" he managed to say. He couldn’t say the full name. It hurt too much. “She betrayed me."
She hugs him tightly, still stroking his hair and shushing him gently.
"It's okay John, don't talk about it until you're ready. But I will listen, I promise I will listen. Why don't you eat something and and I'll get you some water and once you've come back to yourself a little more, we can talk, okay?"











