Yoko was resting and felt nice and cozy. He was happily dreaming before the nightmares started. He hated these memories. The memories of his mother's death. He tossed and turned until his eyes open. He crawls out of the blankets a bit. Looking at Shawn. "Don't go to bed wet. You will catch pneumonia. Please..." he says softly. Sounding worried even though he still disliked this man. He wasn't sure how to react or even to act around this man. He wasn't even sure the man liked him. He bites his lower lip. "You will get sick and then won't be able to captain your ship."