"Better luck next time," he says, shifting to get comfortable on his back with his head turned toward her. "You should have Korra teach me, then I could like, totally dropkick cars and dream kaiju. Seems legit, right?"

He squints, pretending to be at a loss, but he's admittedly a little puzzled because who the hell would bail on someone who'd gone through what she had? He thinks it would take a real asshole to do something like that, to abandon someone during a time like that. Maybe he gets nosebleeds during these nightmares, but that doesn't make hers any less traumatic. It's not fear of being devoured by a kaiju that has him waking up in the middle of the night, but Kate... To think that she might open her eyes and still think she's in danger of actually being in that casket, it causes his chest to ache. Still, he gives her a small smile, letting his head sink further into the pillow as he tries to stifle another yawn. "Hmm. I'm not as good at this as you are, I guess, I might need some assistance here."