[ Should he have gotten into bed with her? Archie has a moment of self-doubt, but he doesn't end with him rolling away from her and potentially onto the floor. His hand turns in hers, lacing their fingers together and holding on. There's scarring on his knuckles, but it's hard to see in the dim light of his desk lamp. Everything about this moment feels like a dream. It's so good that Archie never wants to get out of bed. ]

Just a couple, only after dad was moving around better, [ Archie answers obligingly. ] It was just open mic nights at coffee shops. Nothing big.

[ And nothing Veronica should feel bad about missing, though Archie immediately second-guesses that motivation. ]

It wasn't so bad. But I'm glad I'm back. [ More than he could ever articulate. ] Are you okay?

[ There's plenty to ask about: Veronica's family, Jughead, Betty and her sister. The questions are already piling up, and Archie sighs past them, squeezing Veronica's hand. ]