He was mostly awake. But he was a light sleeper, so his, "Hm?" Was almost immediate as she spoke, his eyes opening in the almost completely dark room.
He would be surprised to hear how poorly she thought of herself. He had nothing but admiration for how she'd perservered. It was a reach, but his right hand reached out and brushed the edge of the bed. He hadn't wanted to disturb her by setting up too close.
"I don't really want to give you something for sleep. Is there anything I can do to help, though?"