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Treverdidn’t like to talk about them, but the fact that he was having nightmares wasn’tlost on Ferus and Roan. They hadn’t really noticed until they’d adopted him andhe was regularly under their roof, but from that point, the whole thing wasunmistakable.

It wentin periods. Sometimes, it was mostly fine, maybe just a couple of times amonth, but other times, like now when Ferus moved into Trever’s room because hecould hear the way Trever was twisting around in his bed all the way from thehome office, it was almost every night.

Ferushated it. It was unfair that this kid would have to go through what he’d gonethrough again, over and over like this, and he didn’t know how to help him. Notin any way other than to be there, but it still didn’t really feel like enough.

“Hey,kid – Trev – wake up”, he said softly a few times, touching Trever’s shoulder,nudging him awake rather than shaking him, and when Trever blinked his eyesseveral times before he focused on him and then sat up abruptly, Ferus movedhis hand back to give him the space.

Heusually needed it. This wasn’t the first time now that Ferus had done this, andhe could tell it was troubling to Trever. Embarrassing. Frustrating.

It wasn’tto Ferus. He was just worried.

“Do youwant some water?”

Treverdidn’t say anything, but Ferus knew him well enough by now to know that in thiscontext it meant yes, and so he left, got a glass of water, and returned.

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As it was, Trever tried not to look too terrified by the menaces-in-white.

He didn’t need to be told twice to move off and he was trying to break away from Darra before he could think twice about it.

“You really know Ferus, huh?” he asked. “Figures. You’re both bantha brains. You don’t mess with stormtroopers. And I don’t mess around with people who mess with stormtroopers. So ‘bye.”

“I mess with anyone deserving of being messed with,” Darra answered with a grin. “Especially Stormtroopers. Or officers. Officers are fun because they think they’re so superior... but the right amount of bite in your tone, and they scuttle off to do your bidding with their tails between their legs, just like any of their underlings.”