For the whole time, Seraphine just silently sat beside Eric.
She notices how he keeps scooting closer to her. He's probably drawn to her warmth since he feels so cold. Then again, he is wearing nothing but some ripped piece of clothing. The cloth she gave him did help warm him up for a bit, but it's not enough.
Eric also looks extremely enervated. Seraphine can see his heavy-lidded eyes drooping slowly.
"You're probably very tired. I'll watch. You can sleep for a moment if you want," she offered with the softest of voice.
"N-No… I-I'm fine… C-Can't sleep… anyway…" he answered a little sheepishly.
"You can't? Why?"
"N-Nightmares…"
"Oh, I see."
Now, Seraphine feels worse.
Eric can't possibly be at this state if he is living a well-off life where he feels secured enough to have a good night's sleep. This may have just started since his kidnapping, but she somehow senses that this has been going on for a long time now.
