He sits and smokes with occasional breaks to drink while she sleeps. But that thing starts scratching in the back of his mind, as it so often does when he's too quiet and too sober.

Sweeney makes a sincere effort to be silent as he rises and brushes himself off. He pulls the cigarette from behind his ear and leaves it on the grass by her hand, before he shoves his hands in his pockets and moves to leave.