You were new to the circus, you'd only been here for a few days. You hadn't ever really needed to sleep, so you spent most of your nights exploring or drawing or doing whatever it is you want to.

But tonight, you wanted to give sleeping a try, there wasn't much left of the circus to explore, and you might as well relax, right?

Yeah, it wasn't as calming as you'd hoped.

You tossed and turned in your bed, nightmares with no particular story flashing through your head. You jolted awake, sitting upright and glancing around the room, terrified, beads of cold sweat rolling down your face.

You notice Caine, standing in the doorway, peeking his head through to look at you, he seems perplexed, after all, he isn't particularly knowledgeable when it comes to human emotion. "Is everything alright, superstar? I heard yelling.." He sounds genuinely concerned, which is rather surprising to you.