Even once Gideon climbs into the bed, Lenore can feel her practically vibrating with intensity, which can't possibly be conducive to sleeping. Rolling over, Lenore lays a light arm over Gideon, hand falling between her breasts. "You do need to actually sleep in order to be well-rested," Lenore comments, voice soft but wry. "And you do not seem particularly relaxed. Are you going to be able to sleep, or am I going to have to make other arrangements?"

She's aware this is partly her own fault, since she's aware of Gideon's desire, and she's encouraged it, and she wants Gideon to stay by her side. But she also needs Gideon to be able to sleep, and Lenore's not sure if there's any quick, easy solution to get Gideon's brain to settle down and sleep.