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[[Still in the hospital, Trudy rests her head on Nick's chest. Her head is angled to face down his body toward his feet. Nick is still unconscious.]]
Trudy: I... always wanted to nuzzle into your chest... to hear your heart beating... to...

[[She lifts her head and stares at him, seemingly angry.]]
Trudy: "An autonomic response to stimuli" indeed. I'm not sure if I should be flattered or offended.

[[Trudy stares down Nick's body with the same expression.]]

[[Trudy lifts the sheet and looks underneath.]]
Trudy: [[With a sudden look of surprise]] OK, flattered. Very, very flattered.