Ezra jerks awake at that much noise, of course, too much on guard and uncomfortable to be sleeping very deeply.
He knows that nightmares sound like, the feeling in the Force of a nearby sleeping mind in distress. Everyone on the Ghost had them sometimes. Everyone but the infant twins, the little complex he'd more recently called home, too.
Usually, he woke him and he had the wherewithal, he'd push some calm and warmth into the Force. It couldn't fix everything, but it couldn't hurt either, had been his thought process.
Except, here and now, it just might do more harm than good, if he spooked Ben badly. He shifts and stares up at the cave's ceiling, deeply disliking how much he feels like he's flying blind.
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He knows that nightmares sound like, the feeling in the Force of a nearby sleeping mind in distress. Everyone on the Ghost had them sometimes. Everyone but the infant twins, the little complex he'd more recently called home, too.
Usually, he woke him and he had the wherewithal, he'd push some calm and warmth into the Force. It couldn't fix everything, but it couldn't hurt either, had been his thought process.
Except, here and now, it just might do more harm than good, if he spooked Ben badly. He shifts and stares up at the cave's ceiling, deeply disliking how much he feels like he's flying blind.