[Chise stroked his hair once, continuing to hum. There was nothing more in the action - simply like a mother comforting her sleeping child, her concern showing in her gaze as she watched him drift off.]

Have a good sleep.

[And, it was then, that she felt his magic - a calming hum echoing her own. She smiled, making sure Arrakis was truly settled and resting, before she gave in to the drowsiness that claimed her.]

[A dream within a nightmare. The echo of a song. And while the darkness remained, it was soft, blanketed in warmth, and would remain that way for quite some time.]