Not here, but elsewhere... [He squeezes her hands back, leaning back against her, and nods. He's no going to think about what could happen in other places. At least here, he can trust she'll be safe from the weirder things in both their lives. (Not that aliens aren't weird...)] Yeah, I'd like that. Thanks, Trisha.

Everything's on my datapad. I'm done with it for now if you really want to read up on UNSC news or the latest Grifball scores. [Really, he'd rather just show her match.] But I think you're better off getting more sleep. We have some sleep aids that help. Some of the soldiers around here get some nasty nightmares--[though probably not on the same scale as hers, but he keeps that to himself]--so it tries to keep the brain quiet and push back when the REM cycle hits. I can get some for you, if you want.