[She nods, and pries herself off of him so he can go get a towel for her. When he brings it back, she whispers a barely audible thank you to him, and takes some time to dry off. Her head feels heavy, like she wants to sink right back into sleep. It's hard to trust that it won't be a restless sleep, but she knows that he'll be right there. And if there's any real danger, he won't let it get near her.
Maybe he guides her back into bed, or maybe they both move together. Chrissy's a little out of it, and it seems like she blinks and then they're curled back up against the pillows and are snug beneath the blankets. This time, she makes herself as small as possible, and guides his arm to wrap around her. She relaxes almost immediately, even managing a smile.]
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Maybe he guides her back into bed, or maybe they both move together. Chrissy's a little out of it, and it seems like she blinks and then they're curled back up against the pillows and are snug beneath the blankets. This time, she makes herself as small as possible, and guides his arm to wrap around her. She relaxes almost immediately, even managing a smile.]
Do you want to talk about what's going on in your head?