Lindsey's attention on the black and white movie was really waning after he settled in the angel's arms. The blanket was soft and warm, and the soft rubbing made him realize he was more drowsy than he let on.

He tried to stay awake though, thinking that it could be interpreted as rude if he fell asleep on the archangel, but not fifteen minutes in his eyes were drooping. By the time half an hour hit, he was sleeping soundly against the angel.