"Yea, right." Elizabeth murmured to herself at the mention of sleep. She could always try, but there couldn't be any promises. And after having partially crawled onto his bed to look out the window with him she moved to the door after watching him move beneath the covers, nodding again. "I can try, at least." She muttered beneath her breath, after a moment turning her back to walk back to the couch, her nerves feeling shot already and the storm had barely begun.<br/><br/>With shaking hands she had set up the blankets on the couch along with the pillows to make a make shift bed, then crawling onto the couch and pulling the blankets over her. At first she tried sleeping, she really did. She closed her eyes after laying on her side, the blankets pulled up to her chin. After a few more strikes of thunder though she had curled up in a ball with the blankets over her head, eyes closed tight. There was nothing to do but to listen- There was no where to go.