[ She runs her fingers over his hair. The nightmares would come without her saying it or not. She knows what Crane's toxins do to people. Frankly, she's amazed he didn't wake up screaming the first time. ]
[there's something to be said about being scared silent. screaming is inherently a call for help- but why would you scream when you know there's no help coming?
when you know you're alone?
he swallows around the lump in his throat, and forces himself to slow his breathing. if he's still holding Harley tight, well...at least it's not a painful grip.
[ She drifts in and out of a light doze, and when he shows signs of bad dreams she rouses and starts rubbing his back and cooing soft, gentle reassurances. ]
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You're okay. You're safe now.
[ Until the next time he does it, anyway. ]
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when you know you're alone?
he swallows around the lump in his throat, and forces himself to slow his breathing. if he's still holding Harley tight, well...at least it's not a painful grip.
that'll only come when the dreams do.]
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