[He just hums, kind of hoping she doesn't take it personally that he doesn't tell her about it. It's part of not wanting to bother her, true, but more than that, it just... seems like the kind of thing he just shouldn't talk about. That it shouldn't be as big a deal as it is. They're all going through terrible things together; he's not special by having bad dreams about it, or anything that happened at home.
...He's not going to sleep with stuffed animals, though. That just... seems kind of childish for a boy to do? He's not sure now, but he isn't stupid enough to say that outloud when Erika very obviously cares for her stuffed animals. It's cute when she does it, but for him? Nah.
He just hums quietly, closing his eyes and letting his cheek rest against her hair.]
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...He's not going to sleep with stuffed animals, though. That just... seems kind of childish for a boy to do? He's not sure now, but he isn't stupid enough to say that outloud when Erika very obviously cares for her stuffed animals. It's cute when she does it, but for him? Nah.
He just hums quietly, closing his eyes and letting his cheek rest against her hair.]
Yeah, [he says quietly.] Thanks.