She didn't really keep track of the time, keeping herself busy instead. But eventually the only sound was the gentle breath of Joel's sleeping body, of her own wrapped feet shifting with a gentle swish across the tiled floor. She'd stopped working at some point, staring out past the barricade, and then eventually she'd wandered back to watch Joel sleeping for a while.

Part of her wanted to poke him with the sharp edge of something, just to watch him jump, just to reassure herself that he was there and alive and himself.

After several long minutes she walked over and set herself down beside him. She just wanted to sit there, at first, but then she lowered herself to the floor, curling up at his side. She couldn't even stop herself, pressing her forehead gently into his shoulder and rest a hand on his chest...

And then she was off to sleep, without even thinking about it.