"I promised." He can do at least this one thing. Even if it's foolish and useless which it now feels to be. He can't imagine how Izzy Hands would take this image, though he can't imagine not well.

Though it doesn't ultimately matter if Ed sleeps. Besides which... he doesn't particularly want to sleep right now. Too much of a coward to face the dreams, though that's all they are.

"Night night." He'll have to thank him somehow for this. And maybe apologize a little one day. Tell Ed the truth of it. But not soon. "Sweet dreams." And he'll sit himself up, leaning against the corner between the bed post and wall and watch - for all the good it does.