The brushing of a leg against his like this is hardly noticed, taking it simply as Kirk sleepily rolling around and stretching. "I suppose he is not. It seems all the beings of the Fade are appearing as fuzzy shadows to those affected." This was probably very strange for Kirk. It was strange enough for those of this world, more so for people without magic, but someone from a world without magic at all...

Sam finds himself yawning again and then watching sleepily as Kirk rummaged around his bed as to get under the covers. "Hm," he hums softly in reply, feeling his ability to talk slowly shutting down now that he was in his bed. Standing up for a moment he pushes some of the furs more towards Kirk then slips under the blanket, letting a foot peek out at the bottom.