[Door closed and moving over to the bed. She sits on the edge, not saying anything at first, and have a few moments, reaches for one of his hands, taking it in her own.]

[When she talks, it's quiet.]

I don't think I ever told ya. How I wished every night I'd go sleepwalkin'. I know, it was a pain in the ass to you...but everytime I woke up, I'd feel this warmth in my hand.