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[light_mischief]

Skulduggery Pleasant

Cabin 117 - 6:39 PM

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[light_mischief]

[Smart and brave he may accept without hesitation, but he doesn't know anyone who would call him kind. Valkyrie might've, when they first met, when he'd taken her under his wing and taught her magic, but she's outgrown that notion since. And he's never stood as a reminder of anything good in his life.]

I'm sorry that they ever stopped. I promise to not repeat their mistakes.

[sabigoe]

[ In this little girl's eyes, she sees him as good. Good enough for her. No one's flawless, she knows that. People make mistakes. But the one mistake she's most afraid of is if anyone changes their mind about caring for her... ]

You won't. You're not like them.

[ So she believes in his promise.

She shifts around a little, adjusting the stuffed animal in her arms to act more as a supportive pillow. Then for a moment, she lies still in his arms except for her soft breathing, not quite asleep though her eyes are closed. ]

...Can you hum a song for me again, like you did before?

[light_mischief]

[He knows he isn't like her parents... He just hopes he isn't something worse.]

Of course. [He continues to brush her hair back from her face, resting his head back against the headrest and turning his gaze to the window, which affords a good reflection of the door, just in case someone comes in. In the meantime, he picks a song that feels right, one that can loop endlessly into mindless noise, and hopefully soothe any nightmares away.]

Oh, my life, it's changing every day, in every possible way... Oh, my dreams, it's never quite as it seems... mm-hmm-hmm-mm-mm...

[sabigoe]

[ With the little strength she has to remain conscious, Fio displays the faintest hint of a smile, finally feeling safe enough to allow herself to doze off. As much as she wants to keep listening, rest is desperately needed. She listens for a short while, before eventually letting down her focus, the humming turning into a calming white noise. It won't be a surprise when she starts humming the same song on another day...

In several minutes, she finally drifts off into complete silence with nothing but her relaxed breathing. The nightmares aren't going to stop, but at least she can have this single night of peaceful sleep. ]