Sophie would like to be confused. That would be easier. Instead, she's a terrible mix of utterly joyful at feeling whole again and utterly terrified that between the scars Thiazi has left on her mind and the Devil's magic that she's going to lose herself. There's no comforting that fear, though. She will bear it or she won't.

"That sounds like an excellent idea." She looks up at him, finding every ounce of uncertainty in his eyes. It boggles her mind a little, how much Connor doubts his worth, this person who has never once turned her away, who has dragged her back from every precipice of her mind. "I'll talk to John."