Lydia moaned softly in the middle of the night, having heard the scared chirping mews Beetlejuice was letting out. She gently placed a hand on his frame before petting to help calm him. "I'm here, Beej. You're safe...you're safe." She soothed until falling back asleep, still petting him. 

She woke with a yawn the next morning, hearing someone making breakfast. "Mornin', Beej." She mumbled.