Adonis jolted out of his own side of the bed, his dreams had been nightmares. Faceless dark, shadowy forms that seemed to shift shape every few seconds had chased him from the restaurant to his home, while he was floundering and tripping in the dark, crying out her name, trying uselessly to find her. It wasn't until they had him cornered that he saw one, unlike the others, had a pair of shimmering brown eyes full of warmth. But as he headed toward her, arms wide open, the odd shape-shifter with Medve's wonderful eyes smirked cruelly at him and pushed him off of the edge, until he was falling into oblivion. He opened his mouth to scream before realizing he was awake, and Medve was sitting on the other edge of the bed, perfectly normal and kind. Sighing, he swiftly changed his fancy clothes for a light blue hoodie and jeans instead. Grinning, he offered Medve a comfortable looking, slightly oversized (meant for him, not her, obviously, so big on her) hoodie in a shade of garnet. "If you don't like it, I'm sure Lucy would let you borrow some of her things if you want to get out of that dress." He offered, smiling. He could hear soft noises from the kitchen, down the hallway, so he knew his sisters were already up, probably trying to cook breakfast.