"Sword skills give it away, it's totally me," she says and she gives his hands another squeeze before she moves back to sit down on the bed beside him. She's more awake now than she was in the bathroom, but as soon as she sits down, she can feel herself just wanting to curl up under the blankets again and go back to sleep. Even as tired as she is, though, she's smiling down at her knees, because he's just had a nightmare and a nosebleed and probably at least a little bit of a panic attack, but he still manages to say the sweetest things.

"A million times better, huh?" she asks, looking over at him. "That's a lot of times better given that I don't actually do a hell of a lot." She hangs around, pesters him into not doing anything too dangerous while she's there, but in truth, she's pretty sure she's getting the better end of the deal here.

The pillows look really inviting and she pushes back on the bed, holding out her hand toward him. "C'mon, lie down and I'll keep playing."