( he opens the blankets for her and waits for him to join him before he lays down himself. the touch is a little bit unexpected, her fingers vibrantly cold on his skin. he turns toward her in the dark, assuring her in a low and weary rumble, ) Worry about it when you wake up.
( it'll probably be less effective than it would be tonight, though there's only a moderate amount it can help to begin with. it needs heat and ice, and not to be moved, and none of that is likely to happen in Beacon. if she'd feel better to fix it up for him in the morning, he'll oblige her. for now, what they need is sleep.
that's all he has to say on the matter. it won't take long for him to fall asleep, especially with fact she's there next to him, leaving nothing for him to worry about but finally allowing himself to sleep. )
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( it'll probably be less effective than it would be tonight, though there's only a moderate amount it can help to begin with. it needs heat and ice, and not to be moved, and none of that is likely to happen in Beacon. if she'd feel better to fix it up for him in the morning, he'll oblige her. for now, what they need is sleep.
that's all he has to say on the matter. it won't take long for him to fall asleep, especially with fact she's there next to him, leaving nothing for him to worry about but finally allowing himself to sleep. )