“Dreams or nightmares.” He doesn’t really see much of a difference between the two things, always so close in his own experience. “Might be worse before you get better.”

“The shower is across the hall,” he says as he heads back out of the room. There’s more to say, to ask her if she’ll be alright, to tell her that she called out his name and others during the worst parts of her rest. He’s sure they won’t like any of the answers. “I’ll make you a key.”