You wake up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night. Nothing seems real at the moment. It's like you're still in your nightmare. Your breath is heavy, a little erratic. Peter hasn't fallen asleep yet and he notices your state.

"Hey, hey, what's the matter?"

He asked in a concerned tone while holding your hand. You don't seem ready to speak yet but he still tries to get a grasp of your situation. Peter speaks in a soft voice. "Was it a nightmare? I'm here if you want to talk about it..."