[ Artemis makes a pleased little hum and settles back in around them. He's quiet for a while, but doesn't fall back asleep; Coda's not the only one that has trouble with that when they're not exhausted.
[ He isn't sure how to feel about the fact that he's apparently a good sleep-aid, but he thinks for once he's too comfortable to care. No strings, the'd promised. ]
Other than a dream about a hologram juggling kumquats, I was dead to the world.
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Eventually, he says softly: ]
Did you sleep well?
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[Clearly they weren't asleep either. They were listening to the sound of him breathing. Is that weird? Creepy? It made them feel at-ease.]
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[ He isn't sure how to feel about the fact that he's apparently a good sleep-aid, but he thinks for once he's too comfortable to care. No strings, the'd promised. ]
Other than a dream about a hologram juggling kumquats, I was dead to the world.
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[There's a mild tease behind the words.]
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[ He glances over at the broken bed; yeah, that's still halfway between mortifying and really, really funny. ]
Who knew this was where the party was hiding all along.