Note Eight

[einspruch]

[It's late at night at the hospital. Klavier's asleep... but not very solidly. His hair is a mess, his face is tear-stained, and he's curled up, whimpering.]

[He's also muttering things in German, something along the lines of 'stop' and 'please, don't'. Klavier's flickering between the first and second levels, so anyone is free to ask wtf is going

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[erstwhilebloom]

[in the bed next to him, Peony stirred. Her hair was a mess still, and she was sprawled across her bed, one leg hanging halfway off]

...ngh. ...Klavier? [she yawned, blinking her eyes open and rubbed at one absently, sliding out of her bed as she did.

She stood on the cold floor for a moment before shaking him awake.]

H--hey. You alright over here?

[einspruch]

[Klavier startled awake, looking around wildly, eyes wide. He realized it was just Peony, and he relaxed a little, clutching at the sheets a bit.]

Mmm? Oh... P... Peony. Is something the matter?

[erstwhilebloom]

You tell me, babe. [she leaned down, peeking up into his face with a soft smile] Bad dream?

[einspruch]

Mm. Nothing... out of the ordinary. [He leaned forward, into her chest.] Did I wake you?

[erstwhilebloom]

[she shrugged] Your fonon frequency must have become more in-tune with mine after earlier, that's all. [a soft smile, and she hugged his head against her in an oddly gentle manner] You always have nightmares like that?

[einspruch]

Mmm? [He's a little confused, partially due to sleep and partially because he still doesn't really know what fonons are. He closed his eyes.]

Mm... for the past few months, yes...

[erstwhilebloom]

I'm sorry. Something awful happen, I take it? [she's smoothing down his hair as she says it, hugging him close]

[einspruch]

Something like that. [He takes a deep breath.] But... it was just a dream...

[erstwhilebloom]

[she nods softly] Alright, then.

[a soft sigh] ...are you going to be able to get back to sleep?

[einspruch]

[He sighs as well, and shrugs.]

I may, or I may not. You shouldn't worry yourself over it.

[erstwhilebloom]

Oh...

...alright, Klavier. I'll leave you alone. [she gave him a little pat and let go. Most people she'd bother until they caved in...but those ones that she really cared about she gave their space when they needed it]

[einspruch]

[He frowned. Did he upset her? He shifted in the bed to sit up and look at her better.]

Ah... I'm sorry. It will... [He looked down.] I think it will take a while... for me to... ['Heal' wasn't the right word. Neither was 'recover'. He was unused to this failure to phrase things properly.]

[erstwhilebloom]

Don't worry about it. [she sighed. Of course, this is how it always went.

Peony flopped over in her bed, humming softly to herself and turning the sound into a sort of fonic lullaby that would hopefully help Klavier sleep.]

...good night, count Gavin.

[einspruch]

...Good night, Princess Peony.