Sleep had been as fitful as he'd predicted. Iestyn's night had dragged miserably, and he lay semi conscious now, immediately waking as Henry moved, and then relaxing again as he realised it was only Henry. He didn't move, because he really needed to pee, but he'd have to pee with Henry right there, and it was so embarrassing. If he didn't move, he could hold on for a bit longer.