Ned going straight to sleep makes Jesse grin a little, rubbing at the back of his head. Right. Time to protect, then. He can do that well enough.

With a sigh, Jesse shakes himself out and in the next minute, he's a wolf, big and furry and warm as hell. He takes in the way Ned looks, snuffling, and then promptly moves to settle down mostly on top of Ned, head flopping down on Ned's chest with a snort. There. Now he's safe.

And Ned has a big flurry blanket. He'll stay there until Ned wakes up.