Niki was quite perplexed by this, the fact that Theodore went suddenly so quiet. His eyes were open, but he wasn't looking about, and he was hardly moving at all! Was he asleep? Maybe he was asleep! "People can sleep with their eyes open. Right?" he asked the unseen presence that was always with him.
And so he leaned over and, suddenly tender, as if Theo was a small child tucked in at night, he kissed his forehead.
"Goodnight, Mouse," he said before he climbed to his feet, picking up his broomstick where he had left it.