He managed to nod before sinking backwards onto the pillows. He rolled over to the far side of the bed, so she wouldn't have to walk around before lying down herself. And he kept his back to her—to give her the relative privacy when she did lie down, but also… hard, among people like them, to make a clearer offer of trust.

"Thanks again," he mumbled as his consciousness started to shut down. "Liana. For saving me."

And he was out.