Her dreams are a mix of memories and strange allusions to reality. Their tattoos made several appearances throughout. She wasn't one go put much stock in dreams, but it gave her a clear impression that they were important.

She slept more deeply than she should have. She should have been on high alert, ready at a moment's notice. But she doesn't wake until he touches her shoulder. As soon as he does, her hand flies up to grab his wrist. A conditioned response he's sure to understand. Once her eyes open and she recognizes who's touching her, she releases him. Shoving the concern about how unaware she'd been to the back of her mind, she looks around. Ah. A hotel. She nods. "Alright." Glancing over at him, "You sure you want to stop? I could drive for a while."