Leif’s mental image of Sønheim has the palette of a Stand Still Stay Silent strip.
(Even in a fantasy sequence, he doesn’t imagine being able to own a house on his own.)
Leif: I wish . . .
Leif (thinking): I wish I had the kind of home where I could invite you to stay.
We’d . . . Well, maybe not sit by the fire. We’d go straight to my room and stay cozy through the storm. . . . quietly, to avoid bothering the housemates.
All night — Every night —
Leif: I wish for your safe return home.
Thorn: Thanks, kitten. You too.