"It's not your fault. I've found that our...abilities are fueled my our emotions. You'll learn to control them, and this place will get better. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight Jimmy." Cowyn said, tucking her in a bit before going to his room, where Gwen was camped out.
"What if this doesn't work?" Gwen asked him, as he laid down next to her. 
"It's going to work. They just have to get used to each other. We all do." Cowyn assured her, as they fell asleep.