[Then he really does move and wake up and ... what is he doing? Yona's eyes widen with confusion, blinking several times at him.
She isn't angry or anything just ... this too serves to assure her that he's not a figment of her imagination. Him poking her felt real, real as can be. And what would dreaming about being in bed with Hak even mean? Unless some strange monsters appeared suddenly, this couldn't be a nightmare. She is much too calm, much too comfortable for that, reassured by the feeling of Hak next to her.
Without knowing what she could do instead, she reaches out and pokes his cheek as well. It feels warm and surprisingly soft.]