[She knows the signs of him not sleeping/sleeping like shit all too well. Even before they were lovers, she'd watched the way he'd throw his health to the wayside when his emotions were overloaded. Though, to be fair, she's no better.

At his question, she gives him a slight smirk before she takes one of his hands to rest on a bare breast.]

While I'm more than happy to know that you dream about me, I can assure you that I'm here as much as you or anyone else.

[The hand in his hair slips down his face to swipe at the dark circles under his eyes.]

I wish you'd take better care of yourself. I prefer you healthy.