“Elizabeth...you drive me crazy, sometimes.”
Elizabeth smiled at Sawyer’s comment. She knew that he was being sincere, but she didn’t think he meant it in a bad way.
He just found it hard to understand her sometimes.
She found it difficult to understand her own behavior, and she couldn’t blame him for finding it frustrating.
“How do I drive you crazy?”
“If I try to list the ways we will be here all night. But in this case… I just don’t get how you seem to understand what makes us different from humans so clearly one moment when you don’t understand it at all the next.”
She laughed - Sawyer was staring out of the large window, and he turned to look at her when she rested her hand on his shoulder.
“It’s not difficult to see how other people do things in your world. I understood that
