"Stay," he breathed, "Stay here with me." His fingers tightened in her hair unconsciously in an attempt to hold her where she was despite the fact that she didn't seem really inclined to move from her spot.
Will yawned widely. "I think we need a nap." Coma or no coma, his body was craving natural sleep - it was probably a side effect of the potions he vaguely remembered the healers shoving down his throat.