Sophie is just standing up after tucking the sheets beneath the mattress when Connor emerges, and she turns to him, reaching out silent hands to take the pillows and pile them at the 'head' of the mattress as though this is nothing unusual. A pale slip of shadow squeezes his hand, attempting to be reassuring.

"Jo-- Py--" Sophie tries to start twice, realizes she has no idea what to call John, and then gives a little shrug. "He thought it was a good idea to stick together too. I think we're all due a nap."