Rook closed her eyes and leaned into the touch of his hand, almost capturing is fingers between her cheek and shoulder. She considered turning her head to kiss his palm, or bolder still, the inside of his wrist, but decided against it.

Instead, she shifted to lay down properly, capturing the hand that had been cradling her cheek in her hand instead. "Maybe you should," she murmured, closing her eyes and letting herself relax in the steady comfort of his presence. "Sleep, I mean. At least a little."