[There's more she wants to say to accompany that small gift — statements of certainty and promises, something more complete than just a talisman of protection and the implication that it'll be bolstered by her own capabilities. She wants to tell him that he can let go of the fear she knows he still holds deep down, and maybe that's why it ultimately feels incomplete; his fear doesn't stem from rational roots, and it's not something she can fight or outsmart or solve through anything in her own power. Letting go is a choice he has to make for himself, and the most she can do is push him toward it.

And it bothers her immensely, because he shouldn't have to fear. He shouldn't have to be afraid of anything, least of all birds and dreams.]

It's not quite as secure as putting you in the night sky, Rabbit. But I'd miss you if I had to wait for every full moon to see you, so it'll have to do.