Ah, Notte - you’re certainly not as cut out for late nights and avoiding sleep the way Euden was.
It was hardly a surprise as he felt the hair on the side of Notte’s head rest itself on his hand and soft breaths made it clear that she was no longer in the land of the awake - though to her credit, she’d given him company long enough that he had to re-remember how likely she was to go. While he undoubtedly appreciated the faerie’s company, it didn’t bother him at all - if it meant that Notte was in the right state of mind to fall asleep instead of being kept awake, it was all the better as far as he was concerned.
“ ... Heh. Sleep well, Notte. ” Euden makes very careful movements, carefully moving her hand from beneath her head - though being careful as she moves it, letting her head slowly move down toward the pages of the book beneath them instead to replace the rise his hand provided.
He didn’t trust himself to try carrying her to her bed without stirring her back up - but once he has himself free, he quietly picks himself up from his seat, and walks off to go get her blanket from her bed to keep her warm.
He wasn’t particularly enthralled in the book, anyways. It could wait.
@faette
