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         {Sleep thankfully nightmare-free for once, it brings an even greater comfort when delicate fingers brush dark chocolate locks.                             Shifting into that soft touch is easier than breathing.}"Mnh?"            {Comes the worn out mumble.                                       Sleep hadn’t been an option for a couple days now and finally, it could no longer be held off. It’s likely to be a good few hours before consciousness is a possibility, even with the gentle voice of Shawn like a beacon.} 

"Sometimes, people don't think about others feelings before they do things," he said putting an arm around him, "But you shouldn't let that bother you. They often want you to be upset. It's not very nice, but that's just how some people are." 

“Indeed, I am, grey face. It’s not ever easy, but I think that it will work out well in the end.” 

After kissing Emma goodbye that morning and seeing her off at work, he felt like he was being watched. The crocodile seemed to be leaving them alone and he didn't see why he would need to spy, but he couldn't let go of that feeling. When he made it back to the ship, he turned around abruptly to see a woman nearby. She looked familiar in some way, but he didn't remember ever meeting her before. "Can I help you?"

“Before Emma, I never did, but now… . I think I would like at least one of my own.”

“That is hardly any of your business, grey face.”

“Indeed we do. At least we have tried to”