You were supposed to be asleep already. It was late at night and the company was staying over at a hotel for a mission.

Your peaceful sleep was interrupted by a sobbing Sinclair, maybe still unable to take it in that his worst fear was gone. Kromer was gone, she is dead.

You tried to comfort him but he just cried even harder, so now you're just laying in bed with him, hugging and patting his back as he bawled his heart out.

He won't have nightmares anymore. That woman is gone, and never coming back.