As Vi doodles in a stolen notebook, she hums. Its an old tune from her childhood. She used to sing it for Powder, to sooth her nightmares.
Caitlyn looks over fron the book shes reading, eyes wide and shining. She clears her throat, and Vi abruptly stops. "Its beautiful."
"I used to sing it for Powder. It was her favorite. Mine too, i guess." Caitlyn shuffles closer, placing the books on the bedside table. Vi frowns.
"Keep singing, please?" Vi takes a deep breath, continuing the tune.
Caitlyn lays down curled into Vis legs, her head resting in Vis lap.
Vis hand mindlessly tangles in Caitlyns hair as shes lost in though, repeating the tune until long after Caitlyn had fallen asleep.
