[She smiles to herself in the darkness, the slip from earlier not forgotten, but the stress it had caused having at least momentarily slipped her mind. She makes her way over to the dresser and opens the drawer she's been helping herself to since she's started hiding out here, quickly changing out of her clothes and into the tank top and shorts (if they could be called shorts) that serve as pajamas before padding her way over to the bed, barefoot.]
Hey.
[She doesn't necessarily want to wake him, but she gets the feeling he'll start to stir momentarily as she lifts the edge of the blanket and slips into the nest beside him, gently ruffling his hair before settling in.]
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Hey.
[She doesn't necessarily want to wake him, but she gets the feeling he'll start to stir momentarily as she lifts the edge of the blanket and slips into the nest beside him, gently ruffling his hair before settling in.]