I try to write

Pomni walked to Ragatha's door and knocked. "Come in!" said the rag dolly. Pomni went inside, a little shaky. She knew Ragatha wouldn't judge, but she couldn't help but be nervous. All those times she told Ragatha she didn't need to be treated like a child just to come to her like this? Maybe she should just go back to her room, she wasn't ready to be seen in a state like this. But it would be awkward to go back now! Oh no.. the silence is getting longer.. okay, just back out slowly and- "Pomni?" Ragatha noticed Pomni's anxiety and put her cross stitch down on her nightstand. She frowned, "Hey, Pomni.. you okay..?" Pomni shook her head. Ragatha patted the space next to her on the bed. "Come here.." The jester sat on the bed next to Ragatha. "What's going on? You can tell me anything, you know that. But don't feel pressured that you have to. If you don't want to talk that's alright too." Pomni sighed, "I'm.. regressing.." Ragatha titled her head, "like.. age-regressing?" Pomni nodded. "Aw, Pomni.. that's nothing to be embarrassed about! Do you.. need comfort?" the rag doll asked gently. "Mhm. I need help getting to sleep.." said the jester shyly. "Aw Pomni.. come here.." Ragatha held Pomni, gently stroking her hair. "It's alright, I'm here.." "This is so silly.." Pomni muttered. "It is not silly," Ragatha assured her. After a few minutes, Ragatha could noticed Pomni's eyes looking heavy with sleep, "Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do..." Is the last thing Pomni heard before falling asleep in the rag dolls arms. Ragatha smiled, feeling so loved and grateful that Pomni came to her for comfort. "Goodnight, Pomni.." she whispered, yawning and then falling asleep herself.