Well that was easy. She wished it would be a little sooner than the morning, but if they had to wait that long then so be it. Leaving Warren at the table, Kai quickly went to the room, dragging the mattress back out; she didn't want to sleep in the cold room. Looked like they'd be staying another night. With the fire still going, she went back to the kitchen. Somehow she managed to get Warren up from the table and to the mattress. Helping him lay down, she sat with him, carefully putting his head in her lap.<br/><br/>For the better part of two hours, Kai say there, running her fingers through Warren's hair as she silently stared at the fire. She watched as the flames consumed the logs, turning them to nothing but ash and embers. Out of nowhere, she started to sing a lullaby. It was a song her mother used to sing her when she was little and her mother before her and so on. Kai didn't know where the song came from, but it was comforting. It always eased her nerves, so maybe it would be of some comfort to Warren. Even though it was in another language (Gaelic to be exact), she knew every single word as if she spoke the language every day. Her voice was soft as she sang, every bit as comforting as she remembered her mother's being when she sang it to Kai as a child.