Neville nodded. It was more likely what he'd assumed then. Nightmares. "I used to fall asleep in my greenhouses sometimes." he admit, maybe some shared ground would make Enjolras less uncomfortable. "I think it felt safer there somehow."
"I..." Neville hesitated, some people were more sensitive about things like this, "I have an herb. That might help." he offered, "If you make a tea with it and drink it before you go to sleep it...helps. It doesn't make them go away completely but things aren't so bad."