[ The shift had woken her up. Her eyes opened slowly as her own body protested in exhaustion. She watched him struggle to find comfort and frowned. The hand on his squeezed, fingers trailing on the back of his hand to try and ease him. It had almost started to put her back to sleep until she felt him move once more.
Lunafreya's head raises then. The sleep is evident in her eyes, and her other hand lifts to rub at them. She would not have him awake on his own in case there is something he might need. She pushes herself to sit up, using one arm to anchor herself so that she might look down at him. The other still remains on his hand. ]
What is wrong? [ She imagines it has something to do with his injuries or perhaps dreams. A shift in her posture happens so she can sit properly to attend to him. ] Is there something I might do to help?
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Lunafreya's head raises then. The sleep is evident in her eyes, and her other hand lifts to rub at them. She would not have him awake on his own in case there is something he might need. She pushes herself to sit up, using one arm to anchor herself so that she might look down at him. The other still remains on his hand. ]
What is wrong? [ She imagines it has something to do with his injuries or perhaps dreams. A shift in her posture happens so she can sit properly to attend to him. ] Is there something I might do to help?