Once she's dressed, she steps out of the bathroom, her hair down as she brushes through it. Seeing him, she gives him a small smile and a gentle, reassuring squeeze of his hand.

Sitting on the other bed, she waits for him to fall asleep first before finally turning in herself.

The night passes by with no incident, and she's awoken in the morning as the bed shifts a little. Blinking sleepily for a moment, she shivers a little at the warm touch of his lips on her skin.

"Good morning," she replies with a small laugh. "Couldn't wait, huh?"