Ciana closed her eyes. He was right, of course. She WAS tired. She smiled slightly. Callum always seemed to know what she needed, even before she did. She opened her eyes for a moment, staring at him curiously before exhaustion forced her eyelids closed again. She tried to fight against it, but she was losing badly. She smiled again. It seemed fitting that Cal's face was the last thing she saw before she fell asleep.