PROMPT: Phi waking Dio up from a nightmare.
He was shaking, sweating and grunting in his sleep that she even wondered if it was a nightmare.
But if there was any way of her knowing, his sweat was extremely cold, that she had to bring along a hand towel to wipe his features for him, and initially she had only begun to tap him to wake him up, but he grew violent in her arms, and began to continuously aim to strike her with the side of his hands. Phi, although she wasn't one to tolerate nonsense, there were things that could initiate her patience, and she was a fairly patient person when it came to dealing with this.
She didn't tap him to wake him up, neither did she begin to slap him, she just called out, although she knew it was fuzzy for him, and even if she knew that she hardly could hold down his hands, she held one hand down and used her other hand to press against his forehead with the hand towel. Her voice coarse as she tried to wake him up.
It took him quite the time to wake up, his face red in heat of a nightmare and perhaps she did place him in an embarrassing situation by holding his hand.