Relief flooded her as he finally closed his eyes. Her mind flashed back to the first real conversation they'd had, recalling how they'd bonded over music. He hummed and she sang. From then on it was always an important part of their relationship and one of the key ways they communicated with one another. "You're welcome," she whispered back.

Eventually she started to sing softly, wrapping a Swahili lullaby around them. The words were about finding a place to feel safe, a place that felt like home. For her, that place was at his side. She couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to him.