Kol helped kris get comfortable in her bed, mostly by rolling her onto her right side, pulling a small bucket out from the shower just in case she had an adverse reaction to the alcohol, and leaving it on the floor parallel to her pillow, before pulling her light blanket up, covering everything below her shoulders.<br/><br/>Capping the bottle so what little was left in it didn't have the chance to spill, Kol opened the door to Kris' room, and, after a moment, slipped outside and walked away, closing the door tightly behind him so the young captain could sleep off the worst of her drunken state.<br/><br/>Quietly, he headed back to his own room, and, entering it, he simply peeled his clothes off, hung them neatly in the supplied closet, and laid down in his bed, covering himself with his own light blanket, his mind finally slowing enough for him to catch some sleep.<br/><br/>His dreams, however, pulled him back to Nyeve, watching, helplessly, as one of the first Kinetic blast waves shivered through the air, causing the reinforced glass of the skyscrapers to shatter outwards, a blizzard of glittering knives falling towards him, as he tried to shield his Wife, her small form clinging to him, hugging their child as the gleaming forest of blades fell upon them.