When they shared a bed on their honeymoon, Cash had quietly cast silencing charms on himself, which he undid in the morning. He was not sure that he'd been making sound in his sleep, lately, but he still did not want to cast those spells this time. It felt like — just another lie. He followed her lead and joined her under the covers. "Hm, I'm not sure Cousin Gretchen's ever held a baby," he joked, returning it.

"Listen," Cash said, "If I — whimper in my sleep or anything, please nudge me with your elbow."

He didn't talk in his sleep, thank Merlin, and never had — but he was still sometimes afflicted by nightmares.