“N-no… thank you…”, Markus voice was quiet, barely audible. But he was really glad Oliver was really here with him, and kept watch over them. It was comforting to know he was here.
He was slowly taking deep breaths, calming from his nightmares. He doubted he could sleep more, though he couldn’t be sure either. Maybe he’d pass out again, maybe he’d be awake. He didn’t much care, both awake and asleep was terrible.
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