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[He shakes his head once more.]

I'll end up back there if I try to sleep now. [There's an exhaustion in his voice that suggests he's speaking from experience. He's always too shaken to fight the nightmares off after waking from one. Maybe if he asked Clovis for help, but there was no guarantee he could reach Clovis before the dreams took him and he doesn't feel like walking all the way over to the Hypnos cabin to wake Clovis and ask him for help in the waking world.]

It's okay. I'll rest, just not sleep.

Okay.

[ she holds up her hands in surrender.

she does not get up.

mal sits cross-legged on the bed, looking to the other side of the room where her mother is back to scurrying around her tank. judging the room warm enough, mal opens her hand. the lights flit back to her like the others had, but she does not call them back into her palm. she sets them rotating gently.

and very quietly she starts to sing. ]

[When Mal doesn't leave, Nico relaxes again. He'd been afraid that she would when he made it clear that he wasn't sleeping, but she stays and Nico closes his eyes to listen to her sing. He has the faintest memories of Bianca doing the same, but Mal's voice is different. He likes the differences.

Eventually Nico shuffles closer, close enough to lean his head on her shoulder. He might not have any plans to sleep, but he'd meant it when he told her he would rest and it's made all the easier with his sister's sweet voice, calming his battered heart.]

[ when mal finishes one song, she starts another. her head comes to rest on top of his. she does not speak again, only sings the songs she knows and half-remembers.

back on the isle, music was what they had. no internet. no radio. only two channels on the television and only a few working televisions for an entire island. whether remembered or composed on the spot, music is music and music lifted the dreariness if only for a moment. music is the only thing she can offer. she knows no other way to help.

her brother calls himself a mess, but it's mal who has to guess at what to say, what to do. she can change iron to gold, create a feast with a wave of her finger, make a prince fall in love with her. but she cannot stop the nightmares haunting nico. all her power and all her potential and all she can offer to ease his distress are lullabies she heard others sing. her heart aches for him. he deserves so much better than her, and she is afraid.

she is afraid he will realize it, and pull away from her.

she is afraid he won't, and she will be the cause of more hurt. ]

Edited 2019-09-14 17:57 (UTC)

Children of Hades

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puts a pretty finishing bow on this