[She took another breath, slow and easy. Gave another nod, looking at him this time. She was puffy eyed, yes, but not crying now. She was trying to hold it together.]

[she reached out to his hands and gave a small squeeze.]

I know you have work still to do, but could you read a little. Just... a little?

[She wants to sleep, and she could, now, maybe. But she wants to hear him read to her too. That was a comfort she needed.] I won't keep you from your work long.