Artemis does something weird.

After that nightmare, she wakes up and comforts him. She wraps her arms around his side and whispers comforting words in his ear. She might even sing a lullabye at one point.

The jester and the queen. Is that even allowed?

And when the insomniac wakes up in her arms, he simply holds her closer. He holds her close and breathes deep breaths. Thinks deep thoughts.

No thoughts a thirteen-fourteen year old should ever have to think.

But, Artemis smells of wet tears and a stench that reminds him of home. So, despite the elbow digging into his side, he holds her so tight that it's as though she'll break if he dares to let go.