[ She hums, considering, and then drops her mouth to rest against the pulse in his throat. ] Thank you. [ Gravely, almost, feeling the beat of his heart in turn. It's not regular. She loves it anyways. ] Go to sleep.
[ It's not too far off at a resting pace, but it's still noticeably different if you're listening to it on purpose. His response is just as much voiced as it is just sighed out. ] Okay.
[ She goes silent when he agrees, waiting for him to drift off, still alert enough herself because she just wants to lie here for a while and appreciate the moment. It's a very good moment. ]
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