The light from his phone’s screen as a message ticked in, drew Finbar from his deep sleep. He had seen his nieces and nephews going through this, but he had always thought they were simply overreacting, and now? Now he was asleep the moment this head hit the pillow at night. Looking over to see Cho not there, he felt ashamed that he hadn’t even heard her get up.
With sleep bleary eyes he managed to get the message up on the screen and yep! There was the confirmation he needed: he should be ashamed of himself. Scratching the back of his neck, he padded barefoot out of the bedroom and down to the nursery, intent on finding a solution so Cho could get some proper rest, too. And soon.
He climbed up to sit behind her on the sofa, Transfiguring it just enough that they could both be comfortable as she rested back against him. “I didn’t hear him,” he admitted. “I’m sorry, love.”