It would be the easiest thing. It would be the easiest thing to take his hand, to move it, but she's not, she's not doing that, she's lying instead perfectly still, so still she's barely breathing, because it would be the easiest thing so she has to force herself not too. She breathes in and out slowly, because she's got to calm herself down and she knows it, and it's only fair.

"Goodnight," she says softly, to the air of his room instead of to him.