“Don’t be sorry, it’s perfectly fine! You have no need to worry, you’re always safe here.” She says, gently grasping Techie’s hand. “Do you want to stay here? It’s kind of late, & I don’t mind at all.”

“That’s s-so nice of you, MP,” he breathes, cheeks pink as he interlaces their fingers. “But I, uh, n-need to warn you f-first… My sleep is k-kinda messed up? I m-might wake you up w-with my nightmares…”

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