Shawn remained out cold, pleasantly comfortable for the first time in awhile. He was afraid of the kid, even though his weapons were just across the room. They wouldn't kill him in one shot, or prevent him from fighting back.<br/><br/>He could mentally feel the boy moving, but he was still tired and didn't want to wake up yet, so he just let his grip on the kid loosen, though the door to the room would remained locked no matter what.