[ Jesse's eyes flick downwards at the bed with his comment. Progress might be hard to see, or, maybe he doesn't consider it progress like she does. He has come a long way since he first came home. No need for medication to keep him under to stabilize him, or medical monitoring. She knows those things were only really needed for the immediate moments after, but, sometimes the images stick in her mind and she can't get them out.
« It's too similar to Dylan. »
Jesse motions for him to roll over. Once he has, her fingers move back to his neck and trailing down the back of it. Moving across the shoulders. The touch is light, only pressing when the knots appear. She hopes to calm his muscles so he can relax and sleep.
« I really should take him to a professional tomorrow. Imagine that. A day off for both of all of us. Sound like a good idea? »
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« It's too similar to Dylan. »
Jesse motions for him to roll over. Once he has, her fingers move back to his neck and trailing down the back of it. Moving across the shoulders. The touch is light, only pressing when the knots appear. She hopes to calm his muscles so he can relax and sleep.
« I really should take him to a professional tomorrow. Imagine that. A day off for both of all of us. Sound like a good idea? »
She just hopes it helps. ]
Hopefully it's better on the bed then the couch.