Allison nodded, heaving a sigh once Tris snuggled down...even scooting closer, so now the tips of their noses did brush when they breathed the right way, making Allison smile a little each time it happened.

"It's...stupid." she assured her, trying to dismiss it even as one hand slid under the covers to find Tris's, to seek comfort in that linking of fingers. "Probably what Deaton said, you know? The...darkness around our hearts. Maybe nightmares are just a side effect of the ritual. I'll be fine, just...thanks for letting me stay."