"A regular smooth operator, that's me." He drawls, but she looks comfortable, and honestly, this is going to be one of the few times in the near future he will be able to sleep past the dawn. He feels it's only right to catch up on as much of his sleep debt as possible, and he can only be pleased that she is doing the same.

(She looks much improved over last night, but he suspects another night of downtime would really be necessary for her to catch up entirely - he also knows there's a snowball's chance in hell she'll actually take it)

Following her example, he slides back down under the covers, sighing in contentment as he spoons up behind her. Warmth and the early grey dawn light draw him under again, and he doesn't stir until she does.