There's a long pause before she moves; either she's just getting more comfortable, or she's trying to shrug. Either way, she's not picking her head up from his shoulder.

"M'not sure. S'only been a couple'a weeks, an' the biggest thing I notice is feelin' more tired than normal. Talkin' 'bout things don't come easy."

The tips of her fingers start drawing lazy designs in his t-shirt. She suddenly longs for the feel of his bare skin.

"I don't like bein' vulnerable."