[He doesn't want to look at her, feeling embarrassment - such a foreign feeling when he never let himself get close enough to anyone to ever feel it - creep up on him. When he does dare to look, having thrown a shirt over his torso, its to see that she has her blanket wrapped around her waist.
He doesn't know what to say so instead he just watches her, his eyes moving from her face down to her legs curled up beneath her blanket. His gaze travels back upwards in the same fashion, curiosity lingering in his thoughts. Had they really moved close to one another in their sleep? He definitely can't say it was just her doing. He remembers waking up to his arm wrapped around her before it sunk in that she was moving away and his instincts kicked in.]
How did you sleep?
[For lack of anything better to say, he wants to at least find out that much.]
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He doesn't know what to say so instead he just watches her, his eyes moving from her face down to her legs curled up beneath her blanket. His gaze travels back upwards in the same fashion, curiosity lingering in his thoughts. Had they really moved close to one another in their sleep? He definitely can't say it was just her doing. He remembers waking up to his arm wrapped around her before it sunk in that she was moving away and his instincts kicked in.]
How did you sleep?
[For lack of anything better to say, he wants to at least find out that much.]