Abel continues to coo and croon to the cat sleepily, while she strokes and pets his feline body along his neck and spine and tail, finding the cat very charming with comforting touches and holds him close beneath the blanket. Despite he was a stray, he didn't flee or squirm like a stray cat, and in fact, calmly stayed put in her arms as his own purrs helped her fell asleep eventually.

At one point as she sleeps, she perhaps curled up and hold his feline frame perhaps too tightly. A nightmare she is having, for something in her soul craves another from being single for a long time. A connection, which is missing and searching her whole life but no luck finding any, and why she travels constantly, and never seem to settle in one place, aimlessly. In her dream, she was wandering, looking...

She stirred a bit, as the cat slipped out of her arms and subconsciously felt something missing in her arms, but she didn't wake. Not enough to sense a presence close to her bed. The breathing is slow and the pulse is normal, and her skin is cool.