He didn't know if she had the power to make sleep dreamless, or if his mind had simply let him rest, but when he floated back to the surface, it came back to him like a memory from a year ago. The hollow feeling hadn't gone, and he could practically feel his nerves tense up again; could feel the sense of being prey.
Still, it had helped, if barely, if for a while. He looked up at her with eyes just as soul-sick and less weary.