"Say something in German," she murmurs after a moment, because he has his arm around her and it's just a word, anyway. She's tired, they both are, she's making way too big a deal over a single word and what's worse is that she's making a big deal of it internally. He doesn't even know, doesn't need to know, and it's not like he even has any way of knowing about the conversation she had with Blaine anyway.

She shifts against him, thinking she should just let him go to sleep, that was her intention all along, and she will. She just doesn't want him to fall asleep thinking there's anything wrong, because there isn't. It's just her own mind working against her.

"Anything," she adds, smiling a little. "I don't care what. Unless you're calling me something awful, don't swear at me in German."