[Rebecca's there in a beat, hesitating in the doorway before approaching the bedside with caution. She wants to reach out and touch him, but you can never be too sure when the Bleeding Effect strikes about what is safe and what... isn't. For him and for her. So she keeps her arms to herself, though her fingers twitch and finally she just pulls some of the twisting sheets away from his feet and wrenches them further down the bed and out of the way.]