"Nothing, nothing," She whispered. A fog-like mist poured out from her hair and started to seep into both children. As it did, a drowsy feeling washed over them even stronger than before. By now, Molly was already passed out. "Just let my [i]sink sink [/i]fruit pull you down into a world of slumber for a while, little ones. When you wake up, everything will be much better, I promise."