hollow bones and fragile

She cannot remember why exactly she got up in the first place, she hasn't done so in over ten years, confining herself to her bed after Damon almost broke her arm once when she tried to shake him awake. Children are fragile, she learned that day.Still, there is no hint of annoyance on Ezra's face, his sheets pooling in his lap as he pushes himself upright, no spark of anger or hidden aggression. Just - concern. For her. Cee blinks, wrapping her arms tighter around her chest, and she realizes she has no idea what to actually tell him now; she has never gotten this far. (or: Cee has a nightmare and instinctively seeks out Ezra's comfort)