Sunbeam Lair Never Be Broken

He eased—her own form relaxing as he did, hoping that the sentiment of a hug and touch would soothe him—ground him. She shifted, her cheek pressing to his shoulder as she cast him a sideways look, then noted he spoke of the stars.

“Tell me a story of your stars?” Distract—redirect. What else could she do? Perhaps, bit by bit, they could determine the root of his ailment—what had frayed his heart so much to keep him awake and pacing this night.