[ He moves his hand just enough that he can curl his fingers around hers in return. Even though he feels the need for sleep asserting itself again, he doesn't wish to close his eyes and drift off. What if he awakens only to find her gone? What if this was only a dream? ]

What if you are not here when I awaken again?

[ He knows that if it turns out that she was never here at all, the realization will take his remaining hopes away, and his interest in living as well. ]

I- [ He looks down briefly; this is not something he should place on her, and so he chooses to change the subject. ] Never mind. If you wish, you can make yourself familiar with the rest of the manor. No one will stop you from looking around.