"You warm enough?" Rodney pulled John's hand to his face and kissed his slightly cool fingers.

"Yeah," John said, lazily rubbing his cheek against Rodney's soft, old sweatshirt. He shifted his hips a little, getting a quiet sigh from Teyla, who flowed into the newly-created space, sleek and warm and purring. "You?"

Rodney pulled the down comforter up closer around John's ears and kissed the top of his head. "Uh-huh." He shifted his feet closer to John's, then wiggled his big toe. Ronon swatted at it almost offhandedly, then settled his bulk more comfortably over their legs and went back to sleep.