Nightmares weren't something Alhaitham usually had, so why was he standing at your doorway in the middle of the night, looking at you as if he had seen a ghost?

You invited him to sit next to you and talk to you about it, but all he did was silently turn you around, putting his hands all over your back, as if checking for something. After some long moments of searching, he sighed in what sounded like relief.

"You're not hurt," he muttered, his voice still hushed from just waking up.