He shushes her softly, gently, and ghosts a hand over her hair as he gathers her into his arms. He pauses for a moment afterwards, making sure he hasn't inadvertently woken her, then, once he's sure, he stands up, Betty in his arms, and carries her over to the bed. He sets her down carefully, peeling up one corner of the comforter to drape over her, and takes a step back.

"Sweet dreams," he mumbles, retreating back to the couch to clean up.