When Thirteen opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Sherry looking down on him.
At first, he was confused as to why the young lady was the one that he saw the moment he opened his eyes.
However, it didn't take long for him to realize that he was actually lying on her lap.
He couldn't remember how he found himself in such a place since he was sure he slept at the corner of the wagon, letting Erica and Sherry sleep together.
"You were crying in your sleep," Sherry said softly as she gently used her finger to wipe the tear stains on Thirteen's face. "But I felt like waking you up was a bad choice, so I decided to let you sleep on my lap, thinking that maybe it would make you feel better."
"I see…" Thirteen replied.
A second later, Erica also wiped the other side of his face with a handkerchief, looking a bit worried.