Brow furrowing, he wonders what kind of point she’s trying to make by saying she’d do the same for anyone. Even if it was a typical gesture for her, it definitely wouldn’t be for most people; he thinks it deserves gratitude, whether or not she wants to accept it.

“Coffee would be great, yeah,” he confirms, following her out of the bedroom. “I was sleepwalking. I used to do it a lot when I was younger. My dad even installed security cameras and locks at one point because of it.

He sits down in the kitchen, taking a moment to lift up his feet and inspect them. If she hadn’t told him, he never would have guessed they’d been broken and bleeding several hours ago.