Let me Handle This

"We'll depart tomorrow," Amber announced, her voice a low rumble that echoed through the small cabin. "It's getting late, and while I have no fear of the dark, it's not exactly a safe environment for a human like you."

William, his mind still reeling from the day's revelations, realized he had lost track of time completely. The sun had already dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the snow-covered landscape. He sighed, accepting the delay.

"Alright," he agreed, a hint of worry creeping into his voice. "But what if you...fall asleep again?"

"I won't," Amber assured him, her tone firm.

"Are you sure?" William pressed, his anxiety evident.

"Absolutely," Amber replied, a hint of amusement in her voice.

"But what if you do?" William persisted. "What should I do then?"

"Wake me up," Amber said, rolling her eyes. "It's not complicated."

"But what if I can't?" William argued. "What if—"