It was a difficult night, I had very confusing nightmares, of which I only remember fragments. I know I dreamt about Morrigan, but I don't even remember what happened, I also saw myself stabbed by Arthur's sword while he was laughing, another one in which Velaria was crying for help and the one that marked me the most was Hero telling me that she needed me.
-Are you alright Gran, you sweated a lot last night.
-Lay... yeah a little, I had nightmares, but I'm fine, just tired.
Lay was a little more affectionate than usual, or maybe more concerned, she was coddling me almost like Hero used to, only without the moments she was trying to get her hands on me.
-Lay said, 'Lay, would it be too much to ask if you could massage my shoulders, they're so hard.
Lay moved, she squeezed my shoulders a little with her hands which was a nice feeling, then she started to be softer which helped me to relax both my shoulders and neck.
