[... He shakes his head a little at that, but he won't complain as she gets up to turn off the light.
Instead, he covers his eyes with an arm as he slumps back against the bed.]
I'm fine, really.
[He can't overthink this or he will force himself to get out of poor Mafuyu's bed and stagger his way back to his room, whether he's helping her by being here or not.]
[ Yeah, don't overthink it. She's also not overthinking it. Instead, she's turning off the light and returning to the bed, hesitating a bit before she lies beside him.
He's the one doing her a favor, and she's reluctant to ask, but... ]
His expression softens at that, and immediately, he lowers his arm from over his eyes to instead reach out to take her hand in his, squeezing it gently.]
Of course! ... Of course.
[Mafuyu never asks for anything.
He's really glad--she could ask for this much, and he's really glad he could give her what she needs.]
And she doesn't. She's also tired. So she curls her fingers around his, attentive to his breathing just to ensure he doesn't immediately tumble back into another nightmare...
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[He breathes out shakily, slowly processing that, before he slumps back to the bed with a groan.]
Right, of course... that's all it was...
[...
...
... Hang on a minute.]
M-Mafuyu?! I--I apologize, I must have fallen asleep on you--!
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[ She finds she doesn't really care about the timeline of events. ]
I didn't mind. I think it helped, a little.
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He shouldn't just relax like this, he thinks, but--
"I think it helped, a little."
All he really wants, right now, is to help. To be helpful, of use...
... He's still tired, and as the hints of that nightmare fade... he finds he doesn't want to leave.]
... Okay. Then--go back to sleep.
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[ She blinks, studying him. And then-- ]
At least let me turn off the light. Do you want a blanket? [ He's the one who had a nightmare. Maybe he needs to be more comfortable. ]
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Instead, he covers his eyes with an arm as he slumps back against the bed.]
I'm fine, really.
[He can't overthink this or he will force himself to get out of poor Mafuyu's bed and stagger his way back to his room, whether he's helping her by being here or not.]
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He's the one doing her a favor, and she's reluctant to ask, but... ]
... Can I hold your hand?
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His expression softens at that, and immediately, he lowers his arm from over his eyes to instead reach out to take her hand in his, squeezing it gently.]
Of course! ... Of course.
[Mafuyu never asks for anything.
He's really glad--she could ask for this much, and he's really glad he could give her what she needs.]
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Thank you. I'll... make it up to you.
[ She'll find a way to help. She wants to.
His hand... is so warm. ]
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You already have--
I'm...
His thoughts are a little chaotic (only a little, he's still mostly sleepy) for a moment as he tries to think of a response.
And then he lets it go, instead letting his eyes slide shut again.]
Go back to sleep, Mafuyu.
[That's enough.]
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And she doesn't. She's also tired. So she curls her fingers around his, attentive to his breathing just to ensure he doesn't immediately tumble back into another nightmare...
And, eventually, she slips back into sleep. ]