[ Despite his own sobs, which aren't as loud and wailing as the other times he's broken down crying, for sillier reasons— Malleus' voice cuts through in a way that both comforts and sends a chill through him.


And perhaps it also confirms to him subconsciously, that this Malleus... is either getting much better at creating the dreams he wants them to have-

Or he genuinely is himself, and they're awake in this new world they've been brought to. The thought gives him mild hope that he could be saved- that perhaps...

Perhaps, they'll get him back?

He wouldn't be telling him he'll wake up if he wasn't himself, and not the overblotted being he's become, would he?!

He swallows heavily, nodding against him as he tries to compose himself again, and he draws an arm back to move across his eyes as he stays close- not wanting to pull away from his embrace just yet but also not wanting to burden him with himself. He sobs a bit, before making sure his nose isn't running and face looks presentable— he's facing his Liege after all. ]

Your kindness... truly knows no bounds, Young Master. Of course— eventually, all dreams must end with an awakening... I cannot allow a nightmare to plague my waking world! Please— allow me some time to adjust, and I shall be ever at your command!!

[ Just let him find Silver.. let him know for sure. ]

Forgive my pathetic display... it. It was a lot to endure, but as your knight, I shall train myself to do better! You have my word!