In the middle of the night

The forest was so dark, everything felt so dark, his heart racing and pounding in his chest as his body refused to calm down, caught in the throws of the nightmare still to some degree. Nails digging furrows into the ground and sides heaving as he almost panted for breath with tears spilling down his cheeks. Everything caught on Where was he, was he bringing more ‘friends’ this time, what was going to happen, did he wake him up, where was h- It was the crack and creaking of branches and undergrowth that had his panic skyrocketing, body curling in on himself as much as he physically could as his voice caught in his throat on the near wailing."Im sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, please dont." Sobs wracking up painfully, his chest almost felt hollow from his wailing.

There almost wasn't any awareness of the hip touching his, much smaller than his own, the side of the owner’s against him. There was a distant voice too but he couldn’t register what it was saying, only the deep timbre of it. It was the head slowly laying on his own that had his body shaking and hiccups working their way between his crying, turning his whole head into Lailah’s chest and neck as he tried to get himself under control. The fog doing its best to clear with the familiar scent.

"Are you all right? Dream?" Ultyr, that voice was Ultyr, and he knew that but the terror and fear in his system made that thought a lot scarier than his waking mind had ever made the other out to be. His body pressed harder into Lailah’s as he worked to swallow and get his voice back even if he couldn't use it properly yet. Not to answer yet. But his sobbing had slowed to little gasps and hiccups, pale and red-rimmed eye rolling to look at Ultyr to try and ground himself more in this reality before he managed to croak out a quiet, "Memory.". That was no dream, and gods above he wished it was just a nightmare, but no. It was real, even if it was the past.

"speech"