"She was looking at him with that disconcerting _expression_ of matemal love and tenderness - disconcerting because of the total solid blackness underlying it.
He was drifting off and knew he shouldnt - if she came in here and caught him cooping instead of writing she would be mad - but he let himself drift anyway. If whoever that is hears something - or even if I hear something and think he might have heard something - I will kill him, or them, then you, then myself.