WHen you wake up, everyting is gonna be fine.

Now that she knows he exists, he doesn't just come in the night anymore. He comes in the middle of the day, in the afternoon, in the morning. He comes whenever it suits him, sometimes bringing little things to cheer her up or make hr smile, sometimes not.

This morning, he's laid out a breakfast in her sitting room floor, tea and cakes and eggs and other tasty things that he knows humans enjoy.

He won't be partaking in any of the food himself but he can have something else if he so chooses.

He smiles hen she walks in, waiting patiently to see her reaction