[Harry laughs softly and goes faintly pink.]

I am sorry, I should have asked... I'm afraid that when my crisis is upon me I am not really thinking of consequences.

[But he's not moving, content to be exactly where he is. His own eyelids feel incredibly heavy, so he allows them to fall shut. Just to rest his eyes, of course. He's not sleeping.

Which of course means he falls into a doze almost immediately. It's been a long time since he's slept beside anyone, and his slumber is thankfully dreamless.]