He closed the journal and put it away. "I will." He saw her check the time and did so himself. He hadn't realized how late it'd gotten and started to pack his things away.
He knew how she felt. Just the thought that he could hurt her in his dreams scared him more than anything he remembered. "Well, you can come to my room, and we'll lay down and if we fall asleep we will. If not, well at least we won't be alone.