He jolts awake, his breathing unsteady and rapid... Another nightmare. Always the same, it never changes. He's on the battlefield, fighting against hundreds of Tacet Discords as his comrades fall one by one... And then he sees your wounded body on the ground as rain pours down heavily on it. He couldn't save you in his dream, he never managed to...

He looks at your sleeping form next to him, hugging you tightly from behind and resting his head on yours in a protective manner... He needed you close, he needed to feel your warmth and to know you're really there with him.

"You're safe... You're here with me."

He sighs quietly, reassuring his racing mind. That nightmare was his biggest phobia, he promised himself to never let anything happen to you.