"I won't." He promises.

She slowly nods, curling up on the couch and resting her head on his lap.

He sits still so he won't make her uncomfortable.

She senses his tense posture, chuckling. "You can move ya know? I've slept in the most uncomfortable places it doesn't even phase me anymore." She sighs, remembering the bed of rocks she had to sleep on for a camping trip.

He shifts so that he's more comfortable, but does his best to keep it comfortable for Holly, too.

She easily drifts off to sleep, having nightmares. At times her wings would slightly unfold, seeming to want to fold around her for protection. She constantly moved, mumbling and whimpering. At one point she started clawing at her neck, making her wince at the pain in her back.

He can't really do anything, so he just sits there.

She clutches his waist desperately, still asleep but wincing in pain.

He gently places his hand over hers.

Suddenly a knock on the door sounds