When Obi-Wan wakes, it's much slower, to the press of Klaus against his back. His eyes open, he listens to Klaus, the pitch of his breathing, feels the quick thump of his heart against his spine, and he doesn't think it's a stretch to assume Klaus has had a nightmare. Perhaps about what happened today, perhaps about the way his father treated him, the things done to him against his will, without his consent.
Whatever the dream, Obi-Wan doesn't think the details matter, only how they've left Klaus feeling.
Obi-Wan lifts his arm and reaches for Klaus's hand, bringing him closer, pressing Klaus's palm against his chest so he can feel his heart beating slower and steady.
"I'm right here," he says in a soft, sleepy voice. "You're right here."
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Whatever the dream, Obi-Wan doesn't think the details matter, only how they've left Klaus feeling.
Obi-Wan lifts his arm and reaches for Klaus's hand, bringing him closer, pressing Klaus's palm against his chest so he can feel his heart beating slower and steady.
"I'm right here," he says in a soft, sleepy voice. "You're right here."