Max: -? oh- nightmare. -
Sam: st-stop- please- . . i cant . . p-please . .
Elm: Does this...happen a lot..?
(sorry i had to take my dogs restroom)
Max: -not all the time but . . often.-
Sam: -he crying now- . . please . .
Elm bites his lip
Elm: Oh...
He walks over and starts rubbing Sam's back, comforting him-he's VERY good at comforting people
Elm: shh...shh...it's ok...you're ok...
Sam: -he flinched a bit when you touched him, but he didn't pull away- please . .
Elm: Shhh...it's ok...it's just a dream-no one's gonna hurt you...
Sam: . . mh . . -it seems like the nightmare has passed-
Elm lets out a small sigh of relief and starts to walk away
max: :|
Elm picks up Max and gently puts him back on Sam's stomach
Elm: You keep him safe...ok...?
A
