She had barely heard his words, but her eyes had long since grown heavy as she clung to him. Falling asleep against him, she nuzzled into his chest as she pressed ever closer. Bobby loved to cuddle, when she was little she would always climb in between her mom and dad, nestled in the warmth of the two people who loved her, but as she had grown older, she resorted to a pillow instead. Having Xander hold her like this, calmed her down a lot as she was drifting off. Soft little snores emanated from her lips as she rested.<br/><br/>Bobby couldnâ€™t help Xander, but she would try and make every day awesome. This she vowed. Her ear still pressed against his chest, his heart echoed within her mind. And slowly, her heart, that was bruised from blows of rumors, and self-blame, guilt, started to heal, the bruises fading. Coming to the conclusion that, â€˜tomorrow, Iâ€™ll go see mom.â€™