She smiles when, not long after, he's fallen asleep against her shoulder, as she thought he might; and it's the work of but a moment to arrange things so that she can carry him to bed.

It's a rather amusing picture, really, as he's got a good eight or nine inches height on her... but that doesn't bother her.

She tucks him into bed, smoothing back his hair and pressing a kiss to his forehead, and watches him for a moment as he settles more deeply into sleep. She smiles.