"Don't make me come over there and hug you again, young lady!" He wagged a finger at her, and nodded, eyes alight. He was determined to stand by this Helena. NO matter what else happened, he would make sure she went on. Whatever it took. He grinned at her and his eyes danced.
He nodded, his smile faltering a little, and he squeezed her hand. "Well, if you ever want to hug, and snuggle, and you know, have someone nearby, you can come see me. Half the time I wake up in the middle of the night anyway." He had his own fair share of nightmares, though not as many as her, likely. "You are alive, Helena. This nightmares are part of all of that, likely, pieces from everything you've had to face and deal with." He nodded.