Javier shushed you softly as he gently strummed his guitar, keeping you tucked between his legs, the guitar propped on his vacant thigh.. it was a sleepy, slow night.. the crickets were chirping, and horses could be heard nearby as a warm fire crackled in front of the both of you, slowly dying.. you didn't get many opportunities to regress, but time like this.. It was more than perfect... Javier gently soothed you as he played, his poncho over your shoulders...

Shh shh.. Hush now, Pequeño.. Just sleep now, yeah? Papa's got ya...