"So do it," he teases, unable to hold back a smile she can't see. It's a smile that lingers as he blinks up at the ceiling, reveling in a simple kiss, feeling her own smile forming against him. He's starting to think this is turning into a game of Sleepy Chicken, each of them waiting for the other to fall asleep, and it's so ridiculous but it's so them, this is just what they do. And it actually feels so good because what it means to him is that they're there for each other, even in ways that might come off as silly to anyone else. So yeah, the fact that they keep talking doesn't help at all with the getting her to sleep thing but he takes comfort in knowing that the only reason she's still forcing herself to stay awake is because she cares about him, wants to make sure he'll be okay for the rest of the night. He doesn't know if he will be, doesn't know whether the nightmares will happen again tonight, but at least he knows that she'll be next to him.

"Nah, I'll just tell you you're crazy, I don't speak a word of German, it was all a dream." He thinks he might get a smack out of it if he really did do that so it's a good think he's certain she'll never remember to look it up at all.