Shivering Vash gently places a hand against the side of his face. "It's... nothing." He mutters sadly. Being more awake this time he doesn't grab at Azwel's arm when it touches him. Right now he probably really could use the comfort so he doesn't flinch away from it either. "Just a bad dream." A horrific nightmare would be an understatement. "I'm sorry I woke you."