[ She stopped short, glancing back at her partner when she felt his grip waver. ]

...

[ Ah... right. Losing his father, losing her other self, finding out about...what Zeref said? What other demons (er...so to speak) were plaguing him when he slept? ]

... [ Still... She shifted to scoot down beside him, leaning forward enough to touch her forehead against his, her free hand gently petting his side, her voice a low whisper, not wanting to accidentally wake him. ]

...shh, it's okay. I won't go anywhere. Promise.