Feeling her hold his hand like that made Cormac smile despite his tiredness. She was so reassuring, and he wasn't always convinced she even knew she was doing it. He sighed, less from stress this time and more from a feeling of contentedness settling over him.
"Morning, gorgeous," he mumbled, feeling like her waking - however little she may be awake - was breaking his attempt to fall back asleep. "Sorry if I woke you," keeping his voice low, he didn't move from where his face was covered in her hair.