[There's honestly no way for her to express how grateful she is to him, and that she doesn't have to be alone. At his question, she does manage a good side eye up at him.]

That's the last thing I need. My snoring being the reason I get taken out by a zombie, on account of being a sleeping dinner bell.

[So, in short, nope, no snoring.]

I wake myself up when I start, somehow. Like my brain knows the rest of me is fuckin' up.