Trances could be both the best and the worst thing of being what he was. When he was distressed, or angry, or too emotional, the sleepless hours that went by in a strange mix between a true sleep and wakefulness were a blessing, something to keep his mind away from his awakened state, to force himself to relax and think of nothing. And that night was one of those times. His racing thoughts and the hope that kept rising inside his chest were being too much for him to handle, and the trance came as a welcomed friend. He actually felt like he had rested.<br/><br/>Of course, he also felt the pain when the first ray of light touched his bared skin, and he had to move away from the window, just slightly, before he was out of reach of the direct light. However, the trance was broken, and while he could also force himself to enter another one, if it was already morning, that meant Seishin would be awake soon. So he just stayed still, but painfully aware of his surroundings.<br/><br/>And it was only then that Erwin noticed something. Soft. Not his mind telling him something was soft because he could pressure it enough before it applied any kind of meaningful pressure back. No, truly soft. He reached out, hand trembling as he touched the wooden floor. He felt something he hadn't in a long time rush through his veins as he noticed he could feel the difference. Not quite a texture, not yet, but he could tell the mattress was soft, and that the wooden floor wasn't. And that was so much more than he had felt in a long, long time. Just like the other had promised. It was still too little, too early, but nevertheless he felt hope swallowing him, telling him that maybe, this time, he would get what he always wanted.<br/><br/>The sound of Seishin's body shifting around his own bed brought Erwin out of his thoughts. A nightmare, probably. He kept listening, but he stayed still, not sure how much the other would like him to know. Erwin still knew painfully little about the other boy, and he truly didn't know what he could do or couldn't do. After a while, though, a yell filled the room, and the murmurs that followed it made his heart clench. Slowly, Erwin rose , sitting and turning to look at Seishin, being careful to not be exposed to the light that was coming inside.<br/><br/>"Hey." he whispered, feeling rather foolish. "Is everything alright?" he licked his lips, knowing full well that no, everything was not alright, but he wasn't sure how to talk with the other yet. Should he tell him that he was feeling... something else? Or should he just wait until it was a truly meaningful change before saying anything? Uncomfortable, Erwin ran a hand through his hair. "It... It sounded like you were having a nightmare."