She stirs, waking up slowly for once. It's a strange thing, to not be woken with nightmares but the castle filled her head with thought,s pushing out her own in the night.

Staring at him for a moment, he smiles softly, shaking her head and slipping out from under the covers. She doesn't wake him, not at first. Instead she takes the time to look at how he fits with the rest of the room, how he's a perfect match to everything else in here.

Finally, she moves close to him again, reaching out and putting a hand on his shoulder, an attempt to gently rouse him so he an, at the very least, get on the bed properly.