Much woke gently at the touch on his waist, smiling sleepily to himself, barely aware of anything apart from something nice was happening to his body. And then, and Marcie gasped and jerked her hand away, Much woke up quite a lot faster.
"Heey," he said, reaching out to lay a hand on her shoulder, too sleepy still to wonder if she'd rather pretend she wasn't upset. "Hey, Marce, you're okay."