When Wric agreed, Lim sighed and smiled, feeling a relief so powerful she felt like she could just pass out right there next to him, still dead tired. But she didn’t as something she didn’t expect happened. His hand slid onto her face, his palm warm against her skin. The nymph wished to just bask in that warmth for a bit and fall asleep into it. And when he kissed her cheek, the action was so sweet and soft  she couldn’t hide the encroaching smile. Her eyes, which had been closed the entire time, slowly opened, remaining half-lidded as they looked into his. “Me too.” She whispered, placing her hand on the back of his.<br/><br/>When he moved back against the bed, she let his hand go and lightly laughed at his joke. She’s supposed she was a ditcher after all. But so was he, and she gave him a teasing look that told him so. Nevertheless, she nodded and agreed. “Yeah, I will.” And with that she stood and retreated to her own bed, lying down on her side facing him. The last thing she would see would be him, all the while smiling as her eyes slowly closed, dreams taking hold of her mind almost instantaneously.<br/><br/>As she slept, it was restful and serene. Her dreams were a series of nonsense and nothing worth noting, likely wouldn’t remember any of it anyway. But somewhere during her nap, after a decent while passed, her expression shifted from calm to disturbed. Small moans escaped her closed lips and her hand gripped her sheet so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her breathing quickened and her body began to shiver. Her dreams turned nightmarish.... but why? And what was it? Nevertheless, she wasn’t waking.