Bearclaw Valley institutionalized

He was at least willing to try and tell her off, though the attempt was weak at best. Maybe he was just moody because he wasn't getting good enough sleep- he wasn't the only one. She guarded him, and suffered from interrupted sleep every time his nightmares plagued him. 

"I'm no kiddin' ye," She continued, as though he'd invited the conversation to continue. "Why else d'ye t'enk I'm so short too?" She asked. "D'ye know what's worse, though? S'when the old hag comes te visit ye in yer sleep. Ever had that 'appen?" She asked, regarding him with a hint of a gleam in her lilac eyes.