Nancy looked at the man's uneasy face as he surrendered to his sleep while she decided to look over him throughout the period he was asleep.
His eyes kept twitching, and he didn't seem to be calm in even a single second of his sleep. It made her wonder if she would ever hear him talk about the nightmares he saw in his sleep. She wondered if he would even feel comfortable conversing about such a sensitive matter.
She looked at him, frowning so visibly in his sleep. What was he dreaming about that made him frown like that? She waited for him to get an injury. As much as she hated to see that happen, she needed to see that happen closely if she wanted to find a cure for it.
While waiting for his injury to appear, Nancy felt her eyes close under the spell of her sleep. She shook her head and sat upright on the bed with her legs crossed and her back straight as if meditating. She looked at the man, making sure her eyes didn't go astray.
