Maybe for the first time in his life, Marcus is slow to wake. He can feel Dan stirring under his arm and his mind supplies some supporting information for this bit, reminding him why Dan is there in the first place and not to make assumptions when he finally opens his eyes. But he's warm and comfortable. They've made it through the night, they're both safe, and Kat is safe. And Marcus can hear the familiar clicking of Trassel's nails in the kitchen, which means he's come home safe, too, and Kat has most likely let him inside.

He inhales deeply, then lifts his hand off Dan and rubs his fingers across his eyes before opening them. Dan is close. Closer than he would have expected and Marcus does his best not to panic or let anything besides a small, lopsided grin register in his expression.

"No more nightmares?" he asks, pushing up in the bed just a little. It's not to put more distance between them, at least not entirely, but he can't quite focus on Dan's face at this close proximity and he doesn't want to spend the entirety of a conversation staring at his mouth.