He scrunches up his nose. "You know, you seemed to like me more when you thought I was dying." I gasp, shocked and embarrassed. "I didn't think you were dying." He's smiling. Like a big toothy smile. Ugh! I can already tell he likes to mess with people. "No, but you sure thought I was in a coma and had amnesia." Dammit! He had me there. BPOV. AH. No Angst