[Miu makes a scoffing noise at his sarcasm, but doesn't respond to it. His hand is a warm weight on her own and she debates acknowledging it. At length she turns her hand over to grasp his, exhaling slowly as she relaxes.
He'll know when she drifts off again, because her grip loosens as her breathing evens out. Despite everything she still feels safe and comfortable enough to sleep there again.]
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He'll know when she drifts off again, because her grip loosens as her breathing evens out. Despite everything she still feels safe and comfortable enough to sleep there again.]