After turning off the light, Gar curled up just behind her and took her hand in his. She still felt small to him, but he probably couldn't expect her to be back to one hundred percent after just a night of talking with him. And he did know exactly how she felt; he sometimes had nightmares of the things he'd done while possessed by Trigon.
He sighed, pushing dark memories out of his mind. He could be sad on his own time. Rose needed a strong friend now. "Good night, Rose."