-curls up and makes a nest on sebastian- ((hey a gal can dream right))
The sudden weight on his chest should be alarming. ——— To be fair, for a few stolen breaths, it is; this is not exactly safe country they’re traveling through. And though Sebastian has the utmost faith in Huan’s nocturnal guarding capabilities, his fighting instinct jolts him awake in a manner most violent regardless, hand already half-searching for the nearest weapon with which to defend himself.
Himself, and his traveling companion. Who appears to becomfortably half-settled on top of him, presumably vast asleep. He cannot entirely blameher; between the campfire and his body, Hawke has found herself a warm,comfortable nest to spend the night. The weather has been dreary all evening, and the damp coldseems to have carried on into the night.
If he isvery quiet, he thinks he can hear her barely contained amusement at the alarmedquality of his rude awakening. How anyone is capable of sarcastic silence is beyond him, but she appearsto have mastered it. And he cannot deny that he, too, is… surprisingly comfortablelike this.
Stop thinking so much. Go back to sleep.
Hearing hervoice in his head should concern him more than it does. As it is, he simplysighs in answer and wraps an arm around her form. For warmth, he tells himself as he closes his eyes,and does not believe it for one second.
