Neil nods a little bit, doesn't quite lean in for a second kiss just yet. He knows he looks exhausted, and he feels it. But there's no shame in admitting, "I slept for the last fourteen hours," though maybe there should be.

He'd needed it, though. He might still need it.

After a second, Neil takes a shivering breath and feels a little stupid when he asks, "Can you just...hold me, in bed? For a little while?"