Nightmare was exasperated to say the very least, and far from pleased. Somehow you’d manage to both slip from his watchful eye, and gotten yourself injured in the process. Though he wasn’t mad at you.

now you were curled up in his tentacles back at the cave, as he tended to your wounds. His tentacles suctioning around the wounds of your tail and upper body. His one teal eye light was on you with attentive care.