[ Idly scratching his chest between the plackets of his shirt — how did those buttons come undone? — as he swings his legs off the side of the bed and stands up, bare toes curling in the plush carpet underfoot. ]
Hm? [ He's distracted, reaching for one of the drawers in the bedside table, rummaging around until he finds a small, unobtrusive flashlight that he hands out to her.
Just because he can see in the dark doesn't mean she can. ]
Oh. [ He looks down at himself before humming and shifting to do them back up. Strange, how that happened. ] There. All better.
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Hm? [ He's distracted, reaching for one of the drawers in the bedside table, rummaging around until he finds a small, unobtrusive flashlight that he hands out to her.
Just because he can see in the dark doesn't mean she can. ]
Oh. [ He looks down at himself before humming and shifting to do them back up. Strange, how that happened. ] There. All better.