Lets have a talk

As Sirius placed his head upon her dainty paws, Iolaire smiled and licked the fur atop his head. Backwards, of course. It was only fair. His kind words brought a stirring in the tiny woman's heart and she hugged his big head, her own atop his. "I love you too." Had he fallen asleep, she wouldn't have worried. Since she knew that it would make him uncomfortable, however, she simply stayed where she was well into the night.

-Time skip-

They worked every day on his therapy. She didn't call it that, of course. They were simply working on him. They repeated the same process with the rocks a few times. Other times, they walked and talked. She gave him coping mechanisms when he woke from the terrors and gave him exercises to do before he went to sleep. She gave constant affirmation that he was not alone and would never be alone again. He had a support system. He was surrounded by people that loved him. People that would fight for him. She believed that he was making progress, but did he believe?