[ He looks nonchalant but he's still paying very close attention to the way she moves and how she looks doing it. He knows how easy it can be sometimes to hide things and their hilarious double-standardism is in play here to full effect - i.e., 'I can hide things, but you're not allowed to.' ]
Mmmm, I dunno, it's pretty good. I might have to just tell you to get your own. [ But hey, she can do that. He was on top of the blankets, just because he was, and he doesn't move away when she comes closer. ] Should I be under these?
[ There's a little stiffness in her motion, but overall she's working very hard at keeping any signs of pain hidden, especially with the painkiller wearing off, and if she maybe can't quite trick a Sentinel she's doing her damned well best. She's on the opposite end of that double-standardism right now, and thoroughly believes that she is allowed to hide whatever she wants. ]
But I don't want to get up again, that sounds irritating. [ Reaching out an arm to pat his blanket. ] If you want to stay and be comfortable.
[ He's okay with a little stiff. He already knew she was injured, so honestly that's just means she's allowing the injury to adjust her movements and let it affect her like it should. It's a good thing. And focusing on that keeps his senses grounded, so he's good until she actually lies down and snuggles up, because what then.
He shoots her an easy smile, moves to slip under the covers as well, letting them rest somewhere above waist-height. Apple apple. ] You can have a bite if you want. I had something else in the kitchen too, so this is mostly an after snack, snack.
[ She presses up against his side and closes her eyes, turning her face into his shirt. Clean and warm and with him right there, she's suddenly all right with being absolutely exhausted. Sleep won't mean danger. ] I'll eat when I wake up. Right now I'm just tired.
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[ Tugging the blankets up, because she's cold now, and maneuvering closer towards him, going for curling up next to him. ]
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Mmmm, I dunno, it's pretty good. I might have to just tell you to get your own. [ But hey, she can do that. He was on top of the blankets, just because he was, and he doesn't move away when she comes closer. ] Should I be under these?
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But I don't want to get up again, that sounds irritating. [ Reaching out an arm to pat his blanket. ] If you want to stay and be comfortable.
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He shoots her an easy smile, moves to slip under the covers as well, letting them rest somewhere above waist-height. Apple apple. ] You can have a bite if you want. I had something else in the kitchen too, so this is mostly an after snack, snack.
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