[The idea of sharing does similarly cross Dion's mind. He imagines waking with his face nestled within Joshua's hair, or his head upon the man's chest, and feels his heart pick up a beat or two. He dips down swiftly, before his face can warm with the thought, and sets to ensuring the sheets are properly tucked.]

I appreciate you being willing to do so. It would go a long way, to putting my guilt at ease. [Without looking up, he holds a hand out to quell any protests.] I know I do not need to feel it, but it happens all the same. To know that you were robbed of comfort these last few nights is difficult for me to stomach.

[He takes a deep breath and, once he's sure he no longer looks a fool, straightens up. He moves over to where he's placed the pillows, and sets to properly replacing their coverings.]

If I find myself unable to sleep due to the pain, I will surely let you know. You have my word.