Aj trailed her thumb over his cheek. "Well when you have them you can wake me up and we can tucker you on out from now on. Have you ever tried talkin' about your dreams?" She brow lifted just a little. "When I was younger, shortly after my Momma and Dad died, I would have nightmares about it. Cause Daddy died in a bad way, and for a long time I'd see it happenin' over and over and over again. Sometimes with Momma with him. Sometimes with Mac and Granny. Sometimes I was the only one left. The only way I could go back to sleep was by talkin' to Mac about them. He was havin' 'em too. Not like mine, but..." She trailed off, he got the idea. "But talkin' about the dream itself, rather than why the dream was happenin' kept it from comin' back in the night. So maybe it'll help you. If not, well, I'm happy to wear you out." She teased lightly with a light kiss to the tip of his nose.