Simon wasnt surprised when you came rushing into his room complaining about a praying mantis in the bathroom, you'd always hated bugs in your living space. Just like how you hated when people you didn't know seemed like they where following you, or if people seemed like they where speaking about you. You often got paranoid easily.

Simon simply pulls you closer and plants a comforting kiss on your forehead, rubbing circles onto your back. "Don't worry, Darlin'. Nothin's out to get ya'."