At the touch in his hair, Charles still wondered if he was dreaming, because it felt slightly different than their usual touches. It was more... alive. Oh, yes. They were alive. That was why he could sleep too. Shit, he fell asleep when he was supposed to watch Edwin for nightmares... great.

"Good... okay," Charles murmured, rubbing his red eyes. It's been a while since they felt like this, a little puffy. He sighed, looking around in their little office, sighing in relief. "'M fine," he said. "For a second I thought I've dreamt it all. But this isn't a dream, yeah?"