[ dextera has gotten used to accommodating the chicken, so over the course of the night, he ends up curled around her, so that she’s nestled comfortably between himself and guren, while dextera inches ever closer over the course of the night.
by the time the morning comes through the window, dextera is incredibly well-rested, and ryo’s message for a quest will be happily received whenever he gets around to looking at it.
for now, however, he sighs contentedly as his consciousness pushes against the haze of sleep—his body knowing that he’s gotten plenty of thorough rest. he doesn’t open his eyes, but he’s more and more awake, and he can feel the warmth of guren’s hand against his chest.
he brings his hand up, too, so that the back of his fingers brush guren’s. ]
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by the time the morning comes through the window, dextera is incredibly well-rested, and ryo’s message for a quest will be happily received whenever he gets around to looking at it.
for now, however, he sighs contentedly as his consciousness pushes against the haze of sleep—his body knowing that he’s gotten plenty of thorough rest. he doesn’t open his eyes, but he’s more and more awake, and he can feel the warmth of guren’s hand against his chest.
he brings his hand up, too, so that the back of his fingers brush guren’s. ]