Lee lets her head tip forward until her forehead rests against his neck. Closing her eyes makes it worse, but they're so heavy. The voice is telling her there's an easy fix for that.
"I have bad dreams." After saying it, she immediately wishes she could take it back. She doesn't want to talk about that. "Are ghosts real?"
— that may or may not be a non sequitur. She words things like that, not do you believe in, but is this real.