"No, Mum. Don't be sorry. Please. You know, when I was little, I would get really sick sometimes and the fevers gave me nightmares, but you and Dad let me talk and that helped." Funny. Back then everyone said monsters weren't real. Huh huh. "And there can't be limits on things that bother you because those are your feelings and you can't help how you feel." He gave her a little squeeze. "Did I hurt you?" An anxious expression crossed his face.