Razor lifted his head when he heard Eponine speak...did he wake her up too? He really needed to get a hold himself...<br/><br/>While she was talking, he got up and walked over to the bed. He sat on it as he listened to her explaining the nightmare she had...and then the final question. He had seriously thought on that question...was it really fear? He did not know...there pain, to be sure...pain of all different sorts that just barreled down on him. But was fear somehow incorporated in that? Maybe a fear of having to go through all that again...fear of waking up and he would still be a kid, he was just dreaming of a life away from that horrible beast of a man. Or maybe that he was still with his friends in the group of those Ramen that freed them, and they weren't raided by mercenaries.<br/><br/>But hearing the tone in which she was speaking, of the loss in her voice...the pain...and the genuine fright and hurt...her whole life had burned in front of her eyes, and the most sadistic and powerful person in the whole world was after her...or at least, people like her. It made him act quick as he raised a claw...and let it rest gently on the top of her head. Despite his hissing speech, his voice was still deep and comforting as he said:<br/><br/>"My dreams scaring me isn't the problem...it is the pain in which comes with them is what gets me." His thumb started to stroke her hair while his palm rubbed into her scalp,"We had suffered great losses, you and I...we're two of a kind now...though we come from different people, we are now one and the same in this cold, cruel world. We have to look out for each other, yeah?" He chuckled a bit as he patted her head,"I want you to know you can rely on me to protect you...can I rely on you to protect me? It's us against the world, now, little Eponine...we're gonna have to watch each other's backs, yeah?"<br/><br/>He would have smiled, and he was actually, but Eponine wouldn't have been able to see it under his mask. And it was probably a good thing...with his featureless face and his needle-like teeth...it could of possibly be the most disturbing thing she might have ever seen. His hand went from the top of her head and went down to underneath her chin, the fingers curling as a single finger was left stretched out as he made her look up at his ebony wolf's mask. He finished it off with saying,"Think you can be strong enough to help carry us both forward? Dreams be damned, that's for people with too much time on their hands, yeah?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>