[ there's something in him that has his shoulders relaxing at that, shaking his head again even as he makes a spot for himself on the edge of nate's bed. as much as he shouldn't be, he's used to this sort of thing. the nightmares, waking each other in the middle of the night. no matter how much you convince yourself you're okay, your mind tells you otherwise.

he wonders how strong nate has to be to deal with that on top of the power he already has. ]

Sometimes, I don't think you can help it. [ he would never blame him, anyway. ] So don't worry about it. We're both fine.

[ the wall, however, not so much. steve glances at it for a moment before looking back at nate. ]

You want me to stay with you for a while?