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[richesse]

[ There’s a whisper through the murmur, more a breath of feeling than a fully formed thought. It’s sweet, and warm, and laughing—though it is not gentle, nor kind.

A voice follows the whisper, chased by darkness and shadows, the very suggestion of a nightmare. ]

Do you think we’re still dreaming? Or is this a living nightmare?

[ a hum, and another brush of teasing laughter, there and gone like a brief burst of memory, the last moment of summer that you can taste on your tongue before it’s irretrievably gone. ]

You’ve changed, haven’t you? We all have. What are you thinking, right now…? Who are you?

What are you?

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[sadpoem]

[Sunny's answer is quite plain, the way he settles back against the pillows himself. He takes a few and places them over her until they're both mostly buried, hidden from sight. It's the only way Sunny could convince himself he was safe before. Now, he feels safer just because Lortel is near. That isn't true for everyone...

[He...raises an arm to put just behind her head, just in case she wants it. It could rest around her shoulders. It would come so close to holding her, but of course, he couldn't be so presumptuous...

[At any rate, yes. Yes, they can stay here. They should. They should close their eyes. They should sleep while they can...]

WEHS I WANT … MORE THREADS …

[richesse]

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is … he piling pillows on top of her? this is what she thinks after the second, and the third confirms it. she just watches him with wide, sparkling eyes.

…

surprise. heat. intense affection, with a hint of allure.

he’s so sweet to her.

she’ll take that arm without compunction. she wants to be held. tells him so, though through the murmur only, too embarrassed to fully give the desire voice. she leans in and kisses his cheek before curling up there with him.

a little sleep… wouldn’t hurt. ]