[Blue shifts to sit up a little better, to make some effort to be more comfortable to relax against. he knows it's not really a battle he can win; he's too slender and bony to be anything cozy, but he can try anyway. he likes having Yzak near him, having the scent of his hair so close.
murmured against said hair:] Get some rest, Yzak. That's preparedness, too...
[gently, amused:] I know you do. But...saying so...reminds you that I'm concerned about you.
[and he can leave it at that, letting Yzak doze, gently stroking at his hand with his thumb and just soaking in the relative quiet of this little space together, trying to imagine the way Yzak's presence would color the room were he to be able to perceive it.
he closes his eyes, letting a small bit of satisfaction settle in, mingled with the scent of that hair as he, too, dozes off in the low light.]
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murmured against said hair:] Get some rest, Yzak. That's preparedness, too...
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And truth be told, he feels Blue shift a little, so for the most part he's still leaning more against the back wall than Blue himself.
This will become apparent when Yzak actually does start to doze off and that weight shifts more against him.
Sorry Blue!!!! ]
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[and he can leave it at that, letting Yzak doze, gently stroking at his hand with his thumb and just soaking in the relative quiet of this little space together, trying to imagine the way Yzak's presence would color the room were he to be able to perceive it.
he closes his eyes, letting a small bit of satisfaction settle in, mingled with the scent of that hair as he, too, dozes off in the low light.]