Now that Rey's belly is full and she is somewhere warm and comfortable and safe, at least for the moment if not in the long term, she has a very hard time keeping her eyes open. Sleep is calling at her but she manages to work her way out of Ben's coat so he can take it with him, feeling it slip off of her and fall to the floor.

He's still here, and she can feel his unease as he hovers over her. If he leaves, she'll be alone but not really, as he's reminded her.

"You don't have to go," she murmurs, leaving the choice up to him as she rolls onto her side and pulls her feet up enough to make room for him at the end of the sofa. She reaches out to squeeze his hand in gratitude, mostly catching his pinky and ring fingers before she lets go to tuck her hand under her chin.

It's all she can seem to manage, and she lets out a soft breath before finally welcoming sleep to take her.