Alyxander had mostly woken up at that point; well aware of Kate's presence. However, he held no blame for the memories returning; she was guilty of nothing in his mind. As the image of the meadow appeared in his mind, he caught onto it, but it slipped away again as he began to wake up. He couldn't sleep now, his mind was too focused on other things. As Kate pulled back and pulled the blanket over him, he gently caught her wrist. His eyes fluttered open, just a bit. "Please... stay, just for a little bit." He murmured, looking up at her. "Or at least let me go with you." His blue eyes glistened dully in the darkness of the tent, and he spoke very quietly to avoid waking the captain; whom he could sense was deeply asleep. Still, waking him would do no one any good.