"Hey, don't sweat the small stuff, alright," he said, assuring her he was fine and was more concerned about her. He righted himself, meaning he turned right-side up and returned to his place beside her under the covers, taking her in his arms again. Didn't get much righter than that. "Do you remember what you dreamed?" If she didn't, that would be good, as she would calm down and go back to sleep. But if she did remember, he would wing his next course of action.