He sits up again, briefly, and wraps his arms around her with the sort of clingy, octopus-like encompassing that she uses on him when he's asleep. It like he plans to never let her go. He brings her back down to lying next to him.

"I'm grateful you didn't." She doesn't have to stay here by his side all night - she can do whatever errands she needs, she can do whatever - and yet he wants here there.