Sam cradled her gladly, but he did not sleep for a while yet himself. he had things to figure out after all. It felt so odd not to have the colt on his hip, or easily accessible, but it was a feeling he would have to cope with as well as the least of what he had to do. It took a long while but after an hour or two his eyes finally closed, still cradling Cerise close to him, his hand over her stomach, almost in a protective way, fingers spread to cover as much as possible.