Dal just kept his eyes fixed on Gabriel, as if the man might vanish if he blinked or looked away. Once his shoes were gone, he looked down at his bare feet and wiggled his toes to make sure he could still control them. Then he turned his focus back to Gabriel. The terror was still fresh in them and he couldn't shake it. Dal swallowed hard and reached out for Gabrile's hands and clung to them.

"Stay here with me?"

It's not appropriate. It's definitely not the best thing for the case, but Dal doesn't want to sleep alone.