I do not recall you being so cunning you could persuade in your sleep. But I suppose the possibility is there.

[His eyes flit over to Jasper at his little joke before he returns his attention to Celestine.

...He's not actually sure how long he stands there, holding her and carefully rocking her once in awhile. Jasper has to prepare his makeshift cradle for her, of course, so he steps away to do that...

When he glances back over at his friend, he notices his roaming eyes and thoughtful look.]

What are you thinking about?