Bristled bodies pinned her down and sharp teeth ripped at her flesh as she screamed for help. Sienna sat up sharply, gasping for breath.
"It's okay." Perry put a hand on her arm. "Must be a nightmare. You're safe."
His voice was calming, and he reached for the kettle, pouring her a steaming cup of tea. "Here you go."
"Is tea your answer to everything?" Sienna took a sip.
Perry gave a wry smile. "I have more questions than answers, to be honest, but I find tea helps me live with them."
Dawn filtered through the barred windows, casting a sickly pale light over the team. Mila lay curled next to the fire, sleeping bag pulled up over her head. Finn lay resting on his back, hand on his sword. His eyes were open, and he looked ready to spring into action. Xander sat on the pile of broken fur
