Steven's touch both soothes and redoubles Greg's distress. He coughs out a little laugh, and cups his hand around Steven's against his face.

"I know." It could have gone bad, they could have gone so awful and they very nearly did, but it didn't. Right now, everything's all right. In this moment, they're fine.

Greg takes a moment to nuzzle against Steven and blink back the tears. "Go back to sleep, bud. We're a-ok."