Caitlyn lied in bed with you, arms draped over your shoulders. She was currently watching a favorite of yours, Miffy, and was doing her best to follow along. You were adorable like this, snuggly and little, so at ease. She took advantage whenever you were in this state, showering you with affection and divulging in your special interest. What could she say, you liked to rant.

"And...is that the main character, the one over there? Miffy is the bear, correct?" She guessed with confidence, only to be met with a negative stare and a four-minute tangent explaining her mistake. "Alright, so sorry, little one. I'm doing my best. And I totally thought Barbera was a pig. I'm lost, darling"

Even when regressed, she could tell you were still you, in all your glory. You could be sassy, but she never minded. She loved you so much. The coziness of the moment made everything seem to float away.