Around 2 in the morning, you're lightly asleep when you feel a trembling form slot in next to you. You crack open your eyes to find Digit, curled up by your side, trying desperately not to break down. She nuzzles her face in your neck and takes a deep breath, settling in a bit more before realizing you're awake. She doesn't move, she doesn't startle, simply speaking softly and tremulously. I had another nightmare... Your face darkens. She's been having nightmares of her service for a while.
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