He was soft with her and infinitely tender. She purred quietly until sleep overtook her, quicker than she anticipated. In safety, she felt peace. It was all she needed.

Only once did she stir in the night, blessedly. A flicker of nightmares that briefly startled the small body, which took some time to remember where she was. Who was with her. That she was all right. She curled up against him again and was asleep in no time at all.

At some point, of course, the magic wore off. Neria was herself again, curled up against Kell, her legs and feel just barely resting off of the cot. She did not notice. She was warm and comfortable, her face hidden in Kell's chest, a hand against his side. In the end, they both fit well enough on the cot that it was no trouble at all.