reality is a lovely place, but i wouldn't want to live there

Rue held on for dear life. He was just so, so sad. She was at a loss. The girl peppered kisses across the top of his head now and again and continued to rock him. She listened to his words and willed his pain away. If she could absorb it into herself, she would. What else could she do to help him? Oh!

A little shy at first, Rue began to hum as she rocked Indigo in her much smaller embrace. It was a little lullaby that her mom used to sing to her when she was sad. The girl closed her eyes and clung tightly, her cheek rested atop Indy's head. The lullaby brought up memories of old times and she had tears in her eyes by the time she was done, but if it would cheer up the big purple boy, then she would gladly suffer.