[He could hold her regardless, which is a strange feeling. There was only ever her mother to do it before, and the idea that anyone else might had always kind of...disgusted her. Even now if she considers it, it makes her want to shiver far more than the fact that Teo is frozen behind her. She's scaring him. He's afraid of himself because of her. She feels bad about that, and about how she doesn't feel as bad as she probably should, too busy reveling in the fact that he wants to hold her and she wants to be held by him. Ryder sits up again, which would be an even greater relief if he really could feel her pulse, with how his request made it pick up pace. Her breath shakes a little as she inhales, but her nod is firm.]
Yeah. Um, we -- should go to bed, then. You know. Spoons. [Falling asleep in his arms sounds like...a really good end to this good day. It was a little early, maybe, and would probably end up as more of a nap on her part, but it counts because she says it counts. Besides, the cozy feeling filling her up, the post-bath satisfaction, and her hard work are the perfect recipe for sleep. Getting to her feet, Ryder only wanders briefly to retrieve a bag of jellybeans that had long since become a conglomerate she'd have to unstick from itself to eat before returning to her side of the bed and giving an apologetic look.] Sorry.
[She should have taken the opportunity to eat when he was out hunting... Her determination required her to fix the bath problem, though. Brain said "you gotta". She holds the bag in her teeth as she wraps herself up in a blanket cocoon and flops down to feel embarrassed until he actually came to do that holding thing.]
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Yeah. Um, we -- should go to bed, then. You know. Spoons. [Falling asleep in his arms sounds like...a really good end to this good day. It was a little early, maybe, and would probably end up as more of a nap on her part, but it counts because she says it counts. Besides, the cozy feeling filling her up, the post-bath satisfaction, and her hard work are the perfect recipe for sleep. Getting to her feet, Ryder only wanders briefly to retrieve a bag of jellybeans that had long since become a conglomerate she'd have to unstick from itself to eat before returning to her side of the bed and giving an apologetic look.] Sorry.
[She should have taken the opportunity to eat when he was out hunting... Her determination required her to fix the bath problem, though. Brain said "you gotta". She holds the bag in her teeth as she wraps herself up in a blanket cocoon and flops down to feel embarrassed until he actually came to do that holding thing.]