[He shakes his head minutely. He's been on the other side of this enough times to know how it goes; wanting to help but having no idea where to start, knowing that ultimately there might not be anything to be done.
(One of the only things him and all his brainpower couldn't fix, John's nightmares.)
When he speaks again, his voice is softer around the edges.]
Like I said before: nothing to be done. It will pass, eventually.
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(One of the only things him and all his brainpower couldn't fix, John's nightmares.)
When he speaks again, his voice is softer around the edges.]
Like I said before: nothing to be done. It will pass, eventually.
Until then, I'll try not to disturb you.