Jack takes that as approval - or actually gets it through the magic still floating around, Merritt's not going to think about it right now - and turns away to start making the bed properly.

Merritt looks back at Dylan, frowning as he actually considers his answer to that question. "I think I'll be good," he returns after a moment, especially if they're going with Jack's plan to camp out downstairs.

He means that, too. He's not even worried about the potential for nightmares right now, considering the warmth they all gave him.