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neunkugeln) wrote2023-03-11 11:55 am
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neunkugeln) wrote2023-03-11 11:55 am
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[She's mostly jesting, but she doesn't even hesitate to say it, and it's like that's all she's about to say as she slides under the covers, feeling her cheeks grow warm as she accidentally bumps Eustace's leg with her own...
...
But when she finally rests her head on the pillow, her temple pounding with a growing headache, she sighs.]
Like I said earlier, better that you came to me than trying to navigate all of that on your own. I'm not sure what sort of enchantment that was, but I'm here to whip you back into shape, should you ever need it.
[And now they have another mess to work through... The things that happened that evening on the couch. They may not be talking about it explicitly, but it's sure to be on both of their minds for the days to come. At least now, they don't have to be awkward or avoidant about it, but can simply apply everything they've said before to it.]
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We'll have to find the ones who did this and strangle them.
[Noe even saying that as a hyperbole he will literally grab their necks—]
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[She makes a small sound of affirmation before she's shifting, turning so that her back is facing him as well, and she's right at the edge of the bed, legs almost hanging off so as not to accidentally bump him again.]
Be sure to save your strength for that. I'll be reserving mine, and we'll hunt for them tomorrow.
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[Small pause.]
You'll fall off if you stay that close to the edge.
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I'll be fine. Just worry about yourself and Valo.
[And she's going to shuffle a little closer to the edge, though she doesn't miss the low groan from the dog as he lifts his head to look at her.]
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Why is he tempted to just grab her and pull her over—because that would be a TERRIBLE idea right after what happened. So he'll just sigh—]
Suit yourself.
[—and move himself closer to the edge a little, ignoring Valo grumping at them as he closes his eyes and tries to sleep.
Keyword: try.
After everything and despite feeling tired, it's going to take him a while... Really...sharing a bed with Ilsa right now seems to be the last of his concerns...]
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Goodnight.
[Though, like him, Ilsa has a harder time than usual falling asleep. After all the running around with Valo, and with the weary pounding of her head, it's a wonder that she doesn't completely crash the moment she rests against the pillow. She listens to Eustace, noting that his breathing doesn't even out into something slower and steadier for as long as she's awake... but by the time she really does fall asleep, she has no idea who did so first.
By morning, she will no longer be at the edge of the bed, but when she wakes, she'll be curled up right near his back and tucked against the warmth of his body, and that's when she shuffles her way out from under the covers in a panic...
...
And rushes to the kitchen to start making breakfast for them, trying to shake off that flushed, embarrassed feeling that she felt the moment she woke up. It will be a stiff breakfast, slightly awkward, but by the time he takes his leave and she reminds him to take care of himself and to keep a close watch on any suspicious activity near him, things seem to have fallen back into a place of normalcy for them.
Now she just hopes that it will remain that way.]