[Her own heart could mirror his in reaction. He sounds so tired, so much older than she remembered. She fumbles with the mirror until she can get it to do what she wants.]
Hello, my little one. I'm here. I am back once more. Everything is going to be alright. I'm coming.
[She keeps her voice soft and soothing, just like when he was little and had to be calmed from terrors in the night, or daymares.]
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Hello, my little one. I'm here. I am back once more. Everything is going to be alright. I'm coming.
[She keeps her voice soft and soothing, just like when he was little and had to be calmed from terrors in the night, or daymares.]