Ragnar's head snapped over to look at the door, although it was pitch black he was able to see perfectly fine in the dark and he waited a moment, hearts hammering as he controlled his breathing. "I...had an unpleasant dream, and..Russ's balls I feel terrible."
The Marine sniffed for a moment. "You..smell stressed, are you well?" Ragnar asked. 'Probably worried I am going to go crazy again...' "You can enter, I am in control and will not harm you."