Del smiled, resting her head on his shoulder. She could feel his pulse, his heart beating between her chest and his. Her hand resting comfortably there as she wriggled a little more before finally going as still (or as still as Delirium would ever get.)

"No, I'm not. You are so noisy Robb, it's terrible. There are people here trying to sleep." Del teased with a smile, tracing her brother's sigil against Robb's chest to protect him when he slept. "I lost count of my sheep. I suppose I will have to start counting again. Unless you would like to distract me more?"