"This morning." It's true and a cheat all at once. She'd rested, lain down with James but she hadn't slept, has not, in fact, felt enough quiet in her soul to sleep in days, and while it's wearing on her, Natalia knows she could do more.

"I don't need to be put to bed, Matt," she says, curling her hand over his own. "I know what I'm doing." And where she's needed, and god, let it be in only one place this time.