[and damon does not realize exactly how much she's missing yet either, because he hasn't ironed out the details yet. he was too busy clinging on to the feeling that none of this could possibly be real. except it hasn't gone away, and he's now been in wonderland for hours, waiting for it to tick, tick, tick away, waiting to wake up.]

Here you are, getting ready for bed. [like she always does. maybe there is comfort in it for damon too. all those nights she stayed over, all those nights he'd end up in her bedroom, there's a familiarity in the way she gets ready to go to bed.

and he'd wanted that when everything else got turned upside down]

Yeah, I'm... starting to get that, and you've been here for over a hundred days.