Clone Wars Rex x Demi-dragon reader

Slowly...

(Y/N's POV)

The next three weeks could accurately be described as awful...to say the least, having nothing to keep my mind preoccupied was its own form of torture, I was built for action! Not sitting in a cell having to listen to the guard's chat about the war and so on...it also made it impossible to get any sleep! So mix exhaustion with restlessness and you've got a disaster waiting to happen. 

I rolled over for the umpteenth time trying to block out the sounds of the chatty guards, all I wanted was some sleep, but nooo! The universe seemed to want me to suffer with only two hours every night. I heard the door hiss and the guards got quiet, 

"She hasn't done much sir, just looked at the wall most of the day..she's eaten maybe once."

"Understood, now you two head to the barracks for some rest, I'm taking over watch duties." 

I heard the click-clack of their boots walking away and then nothing, a smile tugged at the corner of my mouth as I knew instantly who it was, 

"Hi, Rex..." I quietly said,

"Well you sound terrible," Rex remarked, I gave a breathy chuckle, 

"That's what happens when you only get two hours of sleep Rex," I stated, looking over my shoulder to see his helmet staring back at me.

"I've been wondering, what are those markings on your helmet all about?"

Rex removed his helmet and looked at me, "They're called Jaig Eyes  in Mandalorian culture they're considered a combat honor."

I nodded putting my arm under my head, "I guess that means your quite the distinguished fighter eh Captain?"

Rex gave a small smile, "Depends on who you ask," He cleared his throat before speaking once more in a hesitant tone, "So...hmm..how-how are you doing?"

I could see why he was so cautious to ask that question if it had been anyone else I would've snapped at them, but Rex had done nothing to me, he hadn't taunted me or been unnecessarily rude.

"You want the truth or my usual sarcastic answer?"  I croaked, 

"Well...the truth," Rex answered, I sat up and buried my head in my hands, my composure cracking ever so slightly, 

"I'm miserable," I quietly stated, "I can't get any sleep, and when I do it's never restful, all I do in here is listen and wait, I'm built for action and fighting, not sitting, I'm not even supposed to be here! I was already supposed to be home!"

I could sense that Rex was surprised at my change in emotions, and I could feel a slight amount of concern from him as well, I heard the door to my cell open and footsteps get closer, I looked up to see Rex in front of me, his jaig eyes looking down on me, he sat next to me and took off his helmet, now if I had been in my non-exhausted state of mind I would've been more in control of my thoughts,

'He looks even better up close...I wonder if his hair is sof-stop it!'

Rex looked at me with a level of intensity that I'd only seen from Feren, it was piercing as if he was trying to see into my soul,

"Lay down," He instructed, "you need to get some sleep." 

"Did you risk coming in here with a vicious and dangerous demi-dragon just to tell me to go to sleep?" I chuckled as he turned to leave, he turned and looked at me with a child-like smirk, 

"And what if I did?"

As he walked out, the energy field came up and Rex took his post across the hall watching me...but oddly enough, I didn't mind it this time.