Rick's first thought when he woke up was that the left side of the bed was gone.
Well, it wasn't gone in real life. The mattress and pillow were still there, and the soft blue-gold light coming through Meridia's crystal walls was still making its usual peaceful patterns on the ceiling.
He could no longer get to any of it because Sylvia had taken about seventy percent of the available sleeping space without any trouble, as if she were a god who thought all land belonged to her.
The other thirty percent was split between Rick and Zara, who had apparently fallen asleep in the same position she would use to stop a defeated enemy.
Her arm was around his waist. Her knee pressing against his side felt uncomfortable. She was sound asleep and looked very happy about it.
