She frowns again as she thinks it over. Suddenly chilled, Susan shifts to her side and frees one hand from his to reach for the cover - but only the one.

"I woke, I think," she says, after a moment's consideration. "Only not all the way, do'ee ken? I were watching the lamp burn low like it did before, and drifting the way I did when Roland hypnotized me with the shell."