They laid awake in the morning.

" What do you dream about?" Nova asked.

" The same thing, usually," William responded. " Emergency alarms and smoke."

" The same thing..."

William sat up a bit.

" Before then, it was always dreams about blood," he said. " One bad thing after another."

" Mm..."

Nova rather gently regarded him, and the scars on his skin. He had a heavy gaze.

" Being next to you helps me sleep though," William added after a moment, as an afterthought. " I can get through the night dreamless."

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