There is an immediate, visible relaxation when he sets her on the bed, like she might actually melt into a puddle at any moment. She doesn't care about a pillow versus a blanket, and just slides her arm under the blanket to support her head, her breathing slowing down already.

By the time he comes back, she is very nearly asleep, and just mumbles something incoherent at him, probably an agreement to not throw up in bed. The pillow on her back only relaxes her more, and she falls into a hard sleep for the first time since she got this job, a sleep that feels more like death than anything.

She is definitely not dead, though. It only takes her about twenty minutes to roll in her sleep and stretch out, flinging one arm over the pillow and then Jason, all her hair tangling around her face and neck from turning.

The loud snoring will come later.