"Louie? Louie, you…oh, shit." Sighing, Violet leaned back on the sofa - slowly, so as not to wake him. She knew he’d been tired, but wow. This was a new record, she was sure of it.It wasn’t unusual for the two of them to talk until late, and she’d seen him fall asleep before, but she’d never had to be his pillow until now. Kind of sweet, really; when he was sleeping, all the malice and regret built up over the course of a century drained out of his face, making him look almost innocent. Only when he had a nightmare did negative expression marr those docile features, and it was those nights that she made him a cup of tea and a biscuit and stuck around until morning.Thankfully, this night seemed better than most. “You’re silly,” Vi whispered to him, kissing his forehead gently and rubbing his back before resting her chin on his unruly mop of hair.