And Felix was cuddled into his blanket and in his bed tiredly as he wondered what was making this noise at four in the morning. He rubbed his eyes as he looked over to see Simon moving back and forth as he frowned. Getting out of his bed he was going to see if he was awake and restless when it seemed to get worse. Sort of like when Lydia got a bad dream. Worried he turned on a light to make sure Simon could see it was him as he shook him softly. “Simon. Simon it’s Felix. You’re okay Simon.” He called out as he hoped Simon was alright.