[ If he'd moved off the bed, she would have let him go, but it would have hurt. She doesn't want that distance between them, not when having him close is the only thing keeping her from breaking apart. Tomorrow will be easier, and the day after even more so — she knows that from experience — but tonight will be the hardest, and she'll take whatever comfort she can get. So as she slips under the covers, the familiar sensation feeling almost alien, she hesitates for only a moment before leaning against him and resting her head on his shoulder. ]
You can sleep too. [ Because she doesn't really need him to keep watch, and she's certain he hasn't gotten as much rest lately as he really should have, not with Sam missing. ] Or you can use my PADD if you want to read or watch something.
[ Already, it's a struggle to keep her words coherent, her stiff muscles relaxing into warm exhaustion as darkness tugs at her mind. But she fights it, needing just a little longer with him in this moment. ]
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You can sleep too. [ Because she doesn't really need him to keep watch, and she's certain he hasn't gotten as much rest lately as he really should have, not with Sam missing. ] Or you can use my PADD if you want to read or watch something.
[ Already, it's a struggle to keep her words coherent, her stiff muscles relaxing into warm exhaustion as darkness tugs at her mind. But she fights it, needing just a little longer with him in this moment. ]