Eyeing the arrangement, Jude does take the couch, picking up a new blanket and arranging himself to stare at the play of firelight against the ceiling. If he forced Bodhi to step over him for a better place to sleep, he imagines the man would never take it, and he minds far less stepping over him to tend the fire.

"You can wake me up if you need anything," he says, unsure how quickly he'll fall asleep; there's no real desire to escape the situation behind it, but hes's already proven useless, and he doesn't want to chase Bodhi from the warm room with any kind of hovering.