“Mia?” He asked softly. “What are we gonna do? If things don’t work out?” He sounded so fragile, so scared of the answer. He really needed things to work out.
((Sooooooo for one, Simon wouldn’t just go nonverbal, he’d stop moving around and pretty much not do anything except sit, and stare at a wall, all day. He doesn’t even respond if you grab his hand or anything. For two, imagine…if the kid was old enough to remember when Simon still talked and moved around and seemed happy. So they go, and they visit Simon all the time, and talk to him even though Simon never talks back. The kid’s the only one Simon acknowledges to any degree. Sometimes he’ll squeeze their hand, or smile at them softly, but that’s really it. Also imagine, when the kid was younger, and they’d keep asking Astral what happened to Simon :) ))