Lyney lights some candles in an attempt to see two feet in front of him. The power went out at night. Since you weren't in bed yet you were terrified of it.

"Hey, bubs, is this better?" Lyney asks gently, pulling you into an embrace, "Do you want me to do some tricks? Would that make you feel better?" He asks.

Lyney knows you're in little space right now. He's been taking care of you for the past couple hours. He's worried that you might start crying or something.