One of our childhood introjects appeared looking for Nebula, completely clueless about their dormancy. And just had this talk going on:
- "Dormant, huh...? Well, then I'll wait for them" *sitting down on the floor*
+ "You don't look concerned about it, or worried, why?"
- "They will come back eventually. They always do. So I'll be here when they arrive once again."
I am. Very emotional about this.













