[ what an answer. dextera breathes out a tired laugh through his nose, a quiet agreement that he could gladly sleep forever, when he’s so oddly comfortable.
but leliel will want food soon, since she doesn’t know enough to nuzzle her way into his pocket, and so dextera is the first person to sit up, breaking contact only because he must—and he shifts, languidly draping some of the blankets over guren with a still-sleepy expression on his face.
if guren wants to keep sleeping, he should. it’s the kind of morning that feels right for it. ]
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but leliel will want food soon, since she doesn’t know enough to nuzzle her way into his pocket, and so dextera is the first person to sit up, breaking contact only because he must—and he shifts, languidly draping some of the blankets over guren with a still-sleepy expression on his face.
if guren wants to keep sleeping, he should. it’s the kind of morning that feels right for it. ]