[ She grunts softly when his head crashes down on her thigh, looking down at him in surprise. ]
Looks like I don't have a choice.
[ But the smile she casts down at him is fond and amused, and she shifts carefully so as not to dislodge him, positioning herself a little better against the wall so she won't wake up with her own back screaming in protest. One hand comes up to rest lightly on his shoulder, and she sighs, quiet and sleepy, her own eyes closing as she lets herself relax. She's slept in worse circumstances. Just having him close already has her feeling a little more secure, a little more like she's home and safe again. ]
Night, Daryl.
[ Maybe everything will be all right, after all. ]
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Looks like I don't have a choice.
[ But the smile she casts down at him is fond and amused, and she shifts carefully so as not to dislodge him, positioning herself a little better against the wall so she won't wake up with her own back screaming in protest. One hand comes up to rest lightly on his shoulder, and she sighs, quiet and sleepy, her own eyes closing as she lets herself relax. She's slept in worse circumstances. Just having him close already has her feeling a little more secure, a little more like she's home and safe again. ]
Night, Daryl.
[ Maybe everything will be all right, after all. ]