@prassein raises their hand : WEARY :Â for one muse to wake up after falling asleep on the other.
A COMPREHENSIVE LIST OF SCENARIOS. always accepting.
Okay, so a couple weeks of nothing but science on an aircraft carrier in the middle of the ocean might be fun, but also is really bad for a regular sleep schedule. Stratt had stopped by to see how he was doing, for an update and status report on his findings, and...
... He hadn't realized just how exhausted he was until he's blinking awake, a crick in his neck and warmth under his cheek, soft hair that smelled really good, actually, against his face, and--
"-- Oh my god," he breathes. He fell asleep. Mid conversation. On her shoulder.
He's a dead man.
"Oh my god!" Grace practically yelps as he jerks away, mortified. "I am-- so sorry, I-I didn't- I had no idea- I didn't mean to--"
But she didn't move. However long he was asleep for... she didn't move.
He doesn't know what to do with that right now, doesn't know what to do about how warm that makes him feel, so he shoves it down to panic about later.
At least he didn't drool on her. Even so, he groans, sitting up and burying his head in his hands.
"... You want me to just throw myself overboard now?" he asks, peering through his fingers. "Put us both out of our misery?..."
