Violet sighed, resting her head on Cisco’s shoulder. “I just really really like him, you know? And like. I dunno. What if he has nightmares tonight? I want to be there to wake him up and rub his chest and kiss him so it’s pleasant when he wakes up. Like. What if he’s stuck in a nightmare about his mom right now?” She let out a whimper and buried her face in his shirt.
Cisco wrapped his arm around his sister’s shoulders and rubbed small circles on her back. “It’s okay. It will all be okay. Maybe you two being together will help him sleep at night. But I promise, it will all turn out okay.” He continued to rub circles on her back as she buried her face in his shirt. Granted, it was one of his favorite shirts, but he could wash it.