[...actually, now that she brought it up...he was actually beginning to feel a little tired himself, as evidenced by the way that his eyes were almost about to droop from how much he needed sleep. But in that case...it actually gave him an idea that he could run with.

He actually broke away from Ange's hold on him to stand up and stare down at her...but with a fell swoop, his arms swooped below her as he began to carry her, like how a man would typically carry a woman in their arms. (Or bridal style, whatever). And he's smiling down at her all the while.]

Well, shall we dream together, then? I'm sure you wouldn't mind it, after I so rudely managed to interrupt your dream back there. So, what say we rest together?