[ Little by little, his lips pull into a small smile. ]

Bells. [ A name said softly in the dead of night. He wouldn't let his emotions consume and spiral out of control. Isthar didn't need that, not right now. He'd done enough to make her worry in the past already, he wouldn't add anymore to it.

He wipes his eyes and slowly reaches down to run his hand through the soft coat. ] I'm sorry I woke you up. [ He apologizes. ] I'll let you both sleep.