There was a voice talking to her. It sounded like she was underwater, or coming out of a deep sleep. Idun would much rather stay in the blackness–just floating there. But there was something important, something she should remember. The voice, it belonged to someone important. 

   "E–Elias?“ she murmured, eyes fluttering open after struggling for a few minutes. Her voice was raspy and quiet, but her hand reached for his, wanting to give her child comfort no matter what. Even if she knew he wouldn’t take it. "Don’t worry, darling, I’m here.”