He woke up just a little more and realized that he was caressing Robby's cheek. He immediately pulled his hand back like Robby's cheek was on fire because that was definitely crossing a line of personal boundaries.

"Fuck, sorry," he said immediately, since he'd apparently woken Robby up with his fucking nightmares and then made it worse by touching his face without asking. His smartwatch was still making noise and he looked at it before silencing the high heart rate alarm.

"A hundred and twenty. Shit, no wonder I feel like ran a fucking marathon."