[Similar to when a child cries, it's hard to really tell what it is. But he doesn't need to hear any words... He can see and understand it very plainly what it is.]

...Something like that.

[Nightmares yes, but it's more than that. Worse than that. He stares down at Clover, his expression strangely blank as if it's a mask as he first reaches out to pick up the kitten before his hand stops just a over he back.]

...Pick her up and hold her. This won't be the last time for a while, so you need to know how to take care of her and so she can learn to rely on you. What she needs is reassurance that she's not alone and that you won't leave her.

[His voice is quiet yet a little stiff, almost detached as if he's just giving instructions and nothing more, which might seem strange in this situation. It's not even him staying calm in an otherwise emotionally tense situation.]