[ Well, that answers the question at least, as to whether she was aware of what happened or not. He didn't think she was, considering the bit of conversation he remembers from last night. About her not really wanting to be touched, either. She also isn't one to play games. If she wants something, she says as much.
So while he's relieved when she sits up and moves away, he also feels...that niggle of disappointment. It's fleeting and an uncomfortable thought. Seems like he's been having a lot of those lately. ]
Morning. [ He greets, voice scratchy from sleep, granting her an expression bordering on amusement. ]
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So while he's relieved when she sits up and moves away, he also feels...that niggle of disappointment. It's fleeting and an uncomfortable thought. Seems like he's been having a lot of those lately. ]
Morning. [ He greets, voice scratchy from sleep, granting her an expression bordering on amusement. ]
Tried to make a nest for Lizabeta in your sleep?