"So," Camille said after inhaling half the bowl. "What's keeping you up?"
"Things."
"Things?"
He shrugged and said, "The usual things that keep a body up at night."
"I take it you don't sleep a lot."
Mal nodded, frowned, then shook his head. "Um, yes. I've gotta lot of sleepless nights."
"Me too." She bit into the bread and chewed thoughtfully. "I mean, if it ain't the dreams then it's just the ...
"Blackness," they said together.
-- The Passenger Part 5 by serafina20