Insomnia Meme: Kitty swallowed lightly. She couldn't exactly tell why Wes was up at this hour, but she was worried about him. Was it for his work? For nightmares? For anything? "Wes-you really ought to rest," she murmured, reaching up to gently rub his shoulder. Maybe that would help him relax. "Is there-is there something wrong? Or anything I can do? Because I don't want you to get hurt from this."
She had told him about the hotel she was going to stay at and Wes immediately stopped her, giving her no choice in coming to stay at his place in town. Obviously, he let her stay in his room while he slept on the couch. Sleeping though, that didn't happen. It seemed to be happening less and less and Wes was noticing but he wasn't asking questions as to why it was happening.
So, when he couldn't sleep, he did the only thing that would take his mind off of everything and he went to work on some automail in the small workshop he had in his apartment. The room was adjacent to his room so he was being as quiet as possible, but apparently not quiet enough. The soft voice and hand on his shoulder had him pausing in his repair, inhaling deeply through his nose.
"I'm alright, you don't have to worry about me so much." Turning his gaze around and up to her, he smiled softly, patting the hand on his shoulder. "I think the real question is, are you okay? What are you doing up?" Yea, because that was the best way to distract everyone from worrying about him, turn the topic of conversation on them.