Her dreams are shapeless, but generally pleasant, flashes of warm memories from her life, a definite change from the majority of her nights, haunted by memories of the horrible place he rescued her from. She nuzzles against his hand, as he brushes her, still asleep, but comforted by his touch.<br/><br/>An hour or so later, she finally stirs awake, yawning and stretching. "Ohh, hmm. Morning already?"