Scene: Sofia and I, in our tent, in the dark. Sofia has her headlamp on because she is reading and journal writing. I'm laying in my sleeping bag, falling asleep. Suddenly the light is on me, as I can tell through my closed eyes. It doesn't move for a second or two.
Me: Stop looking at me.
Sofia: (after a startled pause) Oh, you can tell, can't you?
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