[ ESCORT ] receiver notices the sender is starting to get sleepy so they pick them up to carry them to bed.
it’s late. they can tell that pasha is exhausted. they wait until she has settled before going to her, though. maqyaža picks pasha up carefully and slowly, making a point not to jostle her too much, and then carries her to her room from the study, where they had been talking.
they’ve been here once or twice, if only briefly. so, as they walk into pasha’s bedroom, they take a cursory glance around before placing the witch gently on her bed. they may not know much about how humans decorate their living quarters, but this space suits her ( pretty, refined ).
it also feels... incredibly personal, being here. maqyaža isn’t certain if that is a good or bad thing, though they do reflect that it is nice to get a good look at the room, to see even a glimpse into her everyday life.
reaching for the covers, maqyaža pulls them over pasha and tilts their head. there’s a few strands of hair lying across pasha’s face, so they gently nudge them aside with one of their fingers. an expression like bewilderment crosses over their features like a shadow, yet is gone as they take a step back.
they’ll keep watch over the house as they always do—make sure that the danger’s subsided. let her sleep.