I continue to make a slow circle so I am facing where he was facing.

So, you're facing his back.

Sibnele's wings aren't there, apparently he never summoned them back. His fingers twitch every few seconds. He's sleep-talking, it sounds like.

I get closer to see if I could hear what he is saying.

"I-I killed them. . .they're all gone. . ." he whispers. Sibnele keeps repeating that, over and over.

I frown as I continue to step forward gently kneeling beside him.

Shadowy tendrils tug at your feet, but aren't strong enough to provoke any movement.

Sibnele hugs his knees tighter to his chest. His eyes are still closed.

I swallow knowing something was going to happen but instead I reach forward and gently lay my hand on his shoulder.

Sibnele's body flinches, and he stops muttering for a second. Then, he resumes, but quieter.

I frown sadly pushing any sort of comfort out of my body to him... To help with his nightmare, or whatever he was experiencing.

(goodnight)

Gradually, Sibnele grows silent, and his breathing calms. He's still trembling a little, but that probably can't be helped.