[He could tell, it was the only thing that stopped him from calling Basil out on this. The only thing that made him want to understand first. whether this 'something' was real or not -it probably wasn't-, he was going to fight it for his friends, one way or another. But how do you fight a ghost? Especially if they only exist in someone's head? This feels like something he cannot tackle on his own, but who can he even ask help to?

Especially when... Aubrey gets so tense about everything involving Basil?]

I will fight tooth and nail to stay by your side, Basil. [He can't do the same with Sunny, every time he feels like they're pushing each other away and it burns like salt on an open wound.] And you don't have to be always brave. You can let yourself fall apart with me, I will be there to hold you until we're both ready to start walking forward again.

I- I understand fear, you know? Some of mine are so irrational, too. I- [He closes his eyes for a moment, fingers intertwining with the other teen's ones] Mines are ugly. I think of you two being on your own and I can't help but feel- I don't want to, I'm so glad you have a chance to rebuild in here, but-

Basil, I held him that night. Your screams- [Such a harrowing sound, something so haunted and full of pain.] his blood. They're... still there for me. So... I'm sorry if sometimes I will not act completely normal around the two of you. Just- never doubt that there is so much love I feel toward the two of you.

[That's a truth out, at least. There still is so much to address, but- Ah, shit. Home. Sunny doesn't want to go home.]

We can. We can do it home, we can do it here, we're going to face things together, right? And trust me, it does get better. We're still all hurting a bit, especially you three, but I will- your happiness is all I want.