[She smiles down at him fondly when she returns to find him already asleep. Leaving the plate of food on the table for the morning, she goes to retrieve a blanket from the spare bed. Even if he was concerned about the state of his clothing, blankets can be washed! She crouches down next to him to fold it around his sleeping form, and, without even thinking, leans over to gently brush away his hair and press a kiss against his forehead.
Good night and sweet dreams, Conrad. Welcome back, even if only for a little while.]