Stan steals another look at Hopper, approving of the general tone in regards to Derry, and many of its residents, especially Beverly's father. After all, Stan knows something about a controlling parent, even if his own father had never matched the fucked up-ness of Bev's or maybe Eddie's mom's.

He bows back down over Beverly's hand.

"I know, I know you're not going to answer. I don't even know if you remember-- down there, where we almost lost you," he whispers, and it kind of feels like a prayer should. "At least you're safe here. I think I should watch Richie and Eddie. You've probably been doing it on your own, so it's my turn."

Stan smooths a piece of her hair. He would never dare to be this open with anyone if they were awake, he thinks, but maybe if they do wake up, he can be a better friend. "Just please wake up again, okay? Please." His voice cracks a little, and he squeezes his eyes shut for a second.

And then he stands, turning back around to face Hopper. "Thank you. For, for letting me see her."

For taking care of her.