At some point in the night, she rolled over, curling back up against him with her face towards him. All she was really aware of as she drifted off to sleep was how nice it felt to be held in someone's arms like that, to not have to worry about whether or not she was going to live through the night or what she would have to deal with come morning. He was there for her, as much a part of her safety net as she herself was.

And it was quite nice to wake up with one of her arms around his side, though she didn't open her eyes right away, preferring to simply hold him for the time being.