Spectre curled up by her that night and soon released his grip, he never moved when she woke up saved for flipping onto his other side and groaning a little. Once the light was shut out the male smiled and relaxed, glad to be in a dark room again. His claws were clasped together as he slept soundly. When she came back he was still asleep. If he had been awake he'd probably crash again. He was too tired.