He moves closer, just a bit. Normally it would be Susan between them. He's never really slept next to her before, too shy and embarrassed about feeling her body against his. It's hard to care about that now, but he's still Lauren. He's still uncomfortable in situations like this, situations that some might perceive as intimate. Still, he want's to be close to someone. Normally it would be Susan sleeping by his side. Annabelle isn't Susan, but she's the closest thing he has to family right now. More tears fall down his cheek at the thoughts. He wants to turn off his brain, everything he does every thought he has is about Susan and it's agonizing how much every thought hurts.

"You're cold." He comments lamely as he feels her limbs press against him under the covers. His voice is waterlogged and his nose is stuffy.