[She stares at him and he thinks of how stupid he feels and probably looks. At least she can't judge him. Maybe. Probably.

He stays where he is and he waits, even as she seems to get lost for a moment, in her head as much as the unfamiliar surroundings. Hello, Ryder, earth to Ryder, come in Ryder, we hope you can hear us. She's crawling and then kneeling and looking at him still.]

Go on...

[He wonders if anyone else in the world has had to teach another being how to sleep. He wonders what advice they would give. The internet would be nice about now.

Down she goes. She looks very, very dead. He hopes like hell that he's not going to wake up screaming.]

Okay... Good... Comfy...? Resting is... very nice... but we have to... be still... let our heads... be quiet... eyes shut... Don't worry... if you get... too afraid... [For whatever reason.] Just shake me... will wake... Promise...

[Please, please sleep. He closes his own eyes and hopes he can pull it off himself.]