[ And as though it had never been, her laughter soothes his embarrassment, sees him relaxed once again as she bumps her head against his own, the fringe of her hair tickling his skin. It's human, isn't it, this sort of contact? It's nice, in a way he somehow forgotten to miss, his last memory of such easy affection a time when he and his siblings had fallen asleep together in a similar manner, tucked in on the couch after a daring night of staying up past curfew.
(What a simple time, that had been.) ]
I can't help it. [ —he says softly, quietly, blinking the sudden onset of sleep away from his eyes, his lashes suddenly much too heavy as they droop for a second time, and Sion ...relents, leaning back into the couch cushions in an attempt to find a comfortable position, his hands falling lax in their hold.
(Still, though, his fingers remain loosely curled about Lapis' own.) ]
It's peaceful here, and you... [ For a fleeting moment, he wonders if it is all right to stay—if he is not somehow putting her in jeopardy by doing so, but the thought is swift to disappear, for Lapis is by his side, safe and sound, and he will do all that he can to ensure she stays as she is: hale and whole. ] ...are much too kind to me.
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(What a simple time, that had been.) ]
I can't help it. [ —he says softly, quietly, blinking the sudden onset of sleep away from his eyes, his lashes suddenly much too heavy as they droop for a second time, and Sion ...relents, leaning back into the couch cushions in an attempt to find a comfortable position, his hands falling lax in their hold.
(Still, though, his fingers remain loosely curled about Lapis' own.) ]
It's peaceful here, and you... [ For a fleeting moment, he wonders if it is all right to stay—if he is not somehow putting her in jeopardy by doing so, but the thought is swift to disappear, for Lapis is by his side, safe and sound, and he will do all that he can to ensure she stays as she is: hale and whole. ] ...are much too kind to me.