Fine and normal are two wholly different questions in their lives, especially when it comes to Mulder's sleep schedule, which is frankly usually neither.

"I'd feel better if you'd try," she says, instead of trying to force it. She stretches, and lets the motion tip her over to rest on a discarded pile of blanket. She's absolutely serious about taking the couch for the rest of the night, such as it is; maybe if he tucks himself into the bedroom to stay out of her way he'll pass out accidentally, which would be all the better.