Alyxander felt a bit guilty, as he had been the reason why Raoul had left Josephine's side. What had upset her though? Had she been hurt somehow? He hurried behind the other boy, but stopped in the doorway, watching from that distance for a moment. Josephine was shaking, tears streaming down her face. "They were b-beating you... they kept hurting y-you... and you w-were dead... oh Raoul..." 'A nightmare of course.' "Josephine, it was just a dream. Please don't cry. Everything will be okay." He shifted a bit into the room, acting uncharacteristically cautious. But the poor frightened female continued to sob in Raoul's arms, her face buried against his chest.