[She’s frightened for a moment, when his breath hitches. Not of him, of course not, because even though he looks like complete shit, he’s still Ben. It’s a more self absorbed fear. That she’s made the wrong move, that she’s made it worse, that maybe he hates her now——

But he thanks her, and she doesn’t fear for herself anymore. Just for him. ]

You’re welcome. She’s really soft, and a good friend. [She reaches out, to stroke Milky White, and when her hand bumps against his, small and unsure, she pats his hand gently.]

She’s been really good to have, when I wake up from nightmares. But tonight, I’ll have everyone else, so... She can watch over you, tonight.