A sudden scream jerked Onyx the rest of the way out of her trance-like state as she lay on her bed almost asleep. Confusion and then fear went through her as she realized that it was Tarentek screaming. She fumbled for a moment with her med-pack and barely remembered to grab one of her larger throwing knives before rushing to his room. 

The door was closed, and he had stopped screaming by the time she got there, so she steeled herself and opened the door carefully and quietly. Tarentek was the only one in the room, and Onyx couldn't smell any blood, so she assumed that he was also unharmed. He was sitting naked on the bed with his back to the wall, curled up and crying. 

Hesitating only a moment, Onyx went to get a glass of water and another blanket, as she saw the one he had was torn on the floor. As she got back to the room, the stepped just inside the door and spoke calmly, sweetly like her mother would speak when Onyx had cried when she was younger. "Bad dreams?"