[He shifts a little, allowing Stildyne more room on the bed -- woefully small compared to the one in his room -- so that he could simply lean back against him. One of his legs dropped off the side of the mattress at the knee. At his best he was a bit more complicated than simple quiet intimacy could entertain, but a tired man with nothing to talk about and a journal of confessions and reactions to read had need of fewer things, perhaps. This was why he had told Stildyne before the port that he thought he would be all right. Because he does not awaken completely alone any longer.]