More than anything

She and John had sort of traded stories. It'd been weird, and a little scary to think about them going through that, but she'd understood a lot more by the end — and felt a little better, too. John's ability to understand ASL with pretty much no effort had made telling her story a lot easier than with most people. She hadn't had to hesitate, or slow down, or backtrack. He'd just known.

That's still so weird, when she thinks about it.

She nods, quietly encouraging him to continue.