The sound of Will's voice draws Sookie's attention at once, lifting her chin as he approaches, an easy smile warm on her face. She probably looks a little worse for the wear, but company has been what she's craved most these past few days. All the better when it comes from someone she adores, and Sookie easily reaches up for Will's hand, lacing her fingers with his and giving the barest of tugs.

"I kind of wish I had something nicer to wake me up than the nightmares I've been having recently," she admits, open with the information. There isn't much that Sookie assumes she can hide from Will, anyway. He's too perceptive. It's almost nice, the way it works as a forcing function.

If he knows so much and is still sticking around, that must be a good sign.

"Sit with me. And forgive me in advance if I use your shoulder as a pillow," Sookie says with a soft sigh, lifting her chin to press a quick peck against Will's knuckles.