Re: Sunday night
"No, it's okay. Really." She lowered her protective shield and approached him slowly once she was sure he was no longer crazed by the nightmare. L.L. sat down on the end of the bed and rested a comforting hand on his leg.
"Are you alright? Do you..." Want to talk about it, she finished in her head. L.L. really wanted to ask, but she was sure he would just avoid it. "Can I get you anything?"