Reana, on the other hand, ran her fingers through his thick, soft, long hair, the silky strands slipping through her fingertips like water as she gently massaged his scalp, her touch sending shivers of relaxation down his spine, and calming the lingering remnants of his nightmare.
The two remained like that, no words said, wrapped in a comfortable silence, as the darkness of the room enveloped them, and the only sound was the cool breeze gently swaying into the room, enveloping them in a soft caress.
Meanwhile, the two weren't the only ones having a sleepless night. But unlike Reana and Ryder who found solace in each other's arms, Mirian and Zeta Detroit weren't so lucky.
Mirian wasn't punished, but she'd been kneeling outside Gamma Kira's door since that afternoon. Nobody told her to, however, Reana forbade the Gamma from asking her to stand up.
