Gideon, much to her occasional chagrin, is not the world's lightest sleeper. It takes a moment for the groaning to wake her up, and then another moment to realize what it is. Once, it would have seemed impossible for the high and mighty Harrow to suffer from something as pedestrian as nightmares, but now Gideon knows there's a lot she never knew about the Reverend Daughter.

She blinks heavily once more, then reaches out a hand to shake her shoulder. "Harrow. Hey, Harrow. Wake up, numbnuts."