( He does have this inkling of enjoyment whenever he leaves Caelus on an edge, but there's no malice behind it even if it's a little cruel. He spreads his arms around him, coaxing him closer until their bodies are pressed together. It's what he wants, no? To be held.

Caelus' loneliness is much better harbored within Sunday, so if he could take it away, he would. Unfortunately, that would come at a price for both of them. His wing folds back so it's not in the way of Caelus and he tilts his head closer, almost nuzzling him. )

You do deserve things. All the things you wish for. Including dreaming peacefully without any interruptions, nightmares, or fear of being left behind.