Ernie actually hadn't been awake, lost completely to a deep, restful sleep with Hannah in his arms. He'd come to the realization since she moved in that he slept far better with her next to him, so it honestly took him a moment to be jostled from his dreams. Well, he might have been dreaming, he wasn't sure. Ernie rarely remembered them.
Moving a bit and slowly coming to, Ernie blinked open tired eyes, greeted with the feeling of Hannah's fingers on his skin, just managing to catch her words. Yawning slightly, he shook his head slowly against the back of her neck, coherent thoughts finally managing to break through to the forefront of his mind.
"Am now," Ernie told her with small smile to himself. "You alright, love?"