[he mumbles a drowsy affirmative, his eyes closing.
sorry about this. can i just...a little longer...?
the ask is utterly unintelligible in sleepyspeak, but he thinks he makes the ask while more of the panic tension drains and leaves him a weary lump sagging against Grey. hours-ago embarrassments feel so far away as to have been nonexistent, as does whatever shame went along with it. after all, after a scare, it's just nice to feel secure.]
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sorry about this. can i just...a little longer...?
the ask is utterly unintelligible in sleepyspeak, but he thinks he makes the ask while more of the panic tension drains and leaves him a weary lump sagging against Grey. hours-ago embarrassments feel so far away as to have been nonexistent, as does whatever shame went along with it. after all, after a scare, it's just nice to feel secure.]