She laughed slightly, getting up to move up onto the bed and slipping under the covers. "You'll probably regret it."
He shifted as he woke up slightly, squinting at the ceiling before looking over. His face softened before it shifted and hardened, his face turning unreadable.
Fleur awoke soon after, reaching up and rubbing her eyes before looking around sleepily, realizing she was on his arm and seeing his expression. "Ferris?"
"Yes," he said, slipping his arm out from under her head gently. "I was just thinking. Did you sleep okay?"