[ The exhaustion that he has tried so hard to keep at bay so that they might have more time together to speak and reconnect is finally beginning to tug at him, pulling him down and beckoning him to the sleep he has been neglecting. But he fights it off just a little longer so that he might continue to answer her. ]

Of course you are, and I would not hesitate to correct anyone who said that you were not.

[ He smiles yet again at the kiss she plants onto his forehead, and as she begins to guide him down, he simply follows her lead, allowing her to move him as she wills. He is as comfortable as he could hope for, and she is by his side. What more could he wish to have?

Perhaps it seems sudden, but no sooner does she have him resting against her and she begins to brush his hair than he feels his eyes begin to grow heavy. He avoided sleep for so long, and when he obtained it, it was hardly restful. It seems that he can no longer outrun it.

With his eyes sliding closed, he manages to put forth one last question: ] Will you be here when I awaken?

[ It might seem a foolish question, especially since she has said she will be there at breakfast, but a part of him needs the reassurance, and thus it slips out before he can call it back. ]