She wasn't going to bring up that she cried when he fell asleep.

"Yeah." She looked like maybe she wanted to tell him something. She thought about talking about her dream or, at the very least, mentioning he was in one.

Liz reached for a muffin as well. "Your bed is really nice." Or maybe it was just wherever he was sleeping, really. She brought the muffin up and picked a piece off, hiding her sheepish expression a little as she ate the piece she pulled off.