After barely surviving a deep fall underground during a heavy battle with Eggman, Sonic must depend on Amy in order to avoid succumbing to his Claustrophobia. Sonic learns the value of vulnerability whilst letting himself love a little more than usual.

There's no "me," anymore. In a way, there's only "Sonic the Hedgehog," and that hedgehog, somehow, isn't me. / What if when Sonic asks Amy to go with him on an adventure, she says yes? They've always been inseparable kindred spirits, but what exactly makes their bond so unique, and where do they make each other stronger? This is my Sonamy thesis. T/Mild Language. New epilogue!

I remember when he wasn't like this, so… secretive. I remember when I'd ask him what was wrong and he'd smile and say 'Oh, it's nothing—Let's go back to the planet that's as cool and as blue as me.' Not that him downplaying his feelings is any better than pushing them away, but at least he used to acknowledge them; acknowledge me. I remember when I knew how to help him.