Alaxander rested further as the exhaustion caught up to him. He faintly felt someone against him. Moving into the warmth so they were closer together. Feeling soothing movements through his hair. It made his form slowly relax out of the still tensed state that it was in. Even sleeping instinct had him tensing and ready for the unexpected. Yet with her he slowly felt himself relaxing. He felt something warm wrap around him. He leaned into her. He heard words but they never made it to where they would process. His dark thoughts turned clear and pretty. Serene and gentle. It was like nothing could harm him while he slept. It was a strange dream but the first pleasant one he could recall having in a long time. Mumbling some stuff in elven that he would recall come morning. The language was still there back in the recesses of his mind. Just so far locked away and forgotten it would take time to coax it back out.