[He slowly lifts his head to look back at his partner. Fear settles in, worried of what this would do between them. He moves to sit up beside him, hanging his head.]

. . .You were having trouble sleeping again. I didn't think to wake you, because. . .well, it wouldn't change anything. [He folds his hands together.] I thought if I could see what you were dreaming, maybe...maybe I could have made it less scary. [But the dream got a little too personal, and he felt guilty for seeing it. He bows his head.] I'm sorry.