c.

[ caroline hasn't dreamt. granted, she hasn't slept since that first twelve hour period in the safehouse, so she looks hella tired, but no dreams. most of the people around them are still asleep though, so poe's startling jolt into wakefulness is the loudest thing around by far. ]

Hey, [ reassuring, calm; she abandons her cot against the wall to cross over to his, voice low. ] Are you okay?

[ no, he's not okay, the wild beating of his heart thumping loud in the air is the obvious clue here. ]