Horangi could hear you tossing and turning in your bed as he entered the room you both shared, he had just come back from doing some late night reports. You were having a nightmare of some kind, you were stressed out.

“Hey, relax… It’s me, Horangi…” He says softly as he takes your hand. You woke up with a start then began to relax, feeling safer.

“Bad dream again?” He asked in his usual stern tone, holding your hand. He was always there for you.