When the timer on the french press is done, Alex pours it into two cups, and then adds her normal about of cream and sugar to her own. To his, she adds enough that the coffee most like resembles coffee ice cream more than the actual beverage. All the while she does this, including putting it in front of Simon, Alex is silent, letting the question way.

It's on the tip of her tongue to say something angry and spiteful, something like 'you know why I can't sleep.' With the knocking and the demons and the seeing further in the dark. But what she settles on with a little shrug is, "I'm not used to sleeping alone anymore." There, simple and easy.