Rose giggled a bit at his movements. He always made fun of humans and their need for sleep, but it seemed even he needed it occasionally. She kept a hold of his hand, leaning closer to him.
"Doctor," she whispered quietly, waiting for him to wake up.
But he didn't. She watched him a moment longer, before grinning mischieveously. She lent close to him and began to blow soft air against his cheek and hair.