Erin finaly let herself sleep, when she'd convinced herself that the man was going to stay asleep himself for a good long while.  At first she was too drained to try and get a read on him, but after she'd gotten a good rest, she went to check on him.  She wasn't sure she should try using her abilities on him, but in the end she convinced herself that it would be all right; he might have family that needed to know where he was, after all.  Besides, it wasn't like she had a choice as to when or who she could use her powers on; they simply were there, although the further away from someone she was, she had to put correspondingly more effort into reading them.<br/><br/>She could tell there was something different about the man, something... more to him somehow, but she couldn't place it.  She sensed he was keeping something hidden, even in his nearly unconscious state, and it worried her that she wasn't able to read all his mind, even though there wasn't anything to gain from it just now.  Still, that hadn't happened to her before, and she wasn't sure of what it meant.<br/><br/><br/>She left him alone to sleep, finally going to her own room, reasoning that her own particular brand of ability would alert her if he needed anything, or if he woke up.  She didn't him to feel smothered by the two of them, after all.  She was drawn to wakefulness by the pressure against her mind, for one, and the vividness of the man's dream, for another.  It frightened her, not only because she could truly feel the heat and smoke from the fire of his memory, but to have someone seemingly attempt to read her had never happened before.  She hurried from her room, first putting on a light robe over her long nightgown for simple modesty, stopping short in the hallway, afraid to approach the room where the man was, not knowing what his state would be.  She told herself that he was only dreaming, but she was unnerved by being able to feel so much, as if it were happening to her, and stood rooted to the spot, not even noticing if Janessa was around.  The man's cry snapped her out of it, and she hurried to see if he was all right, stopping in the doorway when she saw him, and felt his mind close, almost as if he knew what she could do, and was protecting himself.  She approached cautiously, not wanting to frighten him any more than he already was, crouching down to his level when she got a few feet from him, but not moving any closer, not wanting him to feel cornered.  She thought he'd do better too if she was on his level, rather than being taller than he was.<br/><br/>Though she was still shaken, she tried her best to hide the worst of it, although her voice shook slightly when she spoke to him.  "It's all right, we won't hurt you," she said gently.  "You were hurt, and we tried to help you," she added simply, waiting to see how he would take their presence before telling him any more.  She sensed Janessa was in fact here, and risked a brief look with her friend, both to see how she was doing, and to reassure her that she herself was all right, just shaken up more than a little.  Right now though she had more important things to do than worry about her own nerves, and she turned her full attention back to the man, to see what he would make of them.