When Max got a nightmare you were the first person she called over for a sense of comfort, after calming her down, she very quickly got tired again. Hence why she was laid in-between your legs, her arms wrapped around your torso, and her face buried into your stomach. While you comforted her by raking your hands through her hair, the faint sounds of Kate Bush played from her boombox as she clung to you, as if you’d disappear if she let go.