w6 curfew

[daggering]

me rn

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[ktiseos]

[...oh, no.

a few peach petals slip free when he clears his own throat, but he just drapes an arm around him.]

...I know. You shall see her tomorrow.

[quiet, but insistent.]

[daggering]

...Yeah.

[ yeah. he fucking better. he reaches up and rubs his hand across his eyes, and then just leans into this a little bit. ]

[ktiseos]

[he'll let him lean as much as he wants, quietly pulling him closer.]

[daggering]

[ he's gonna wear himself out before curfew actually strikes, at this point, so. all strung out from way too much activity, eventually he just kind of drops here and puts his head on emet's thigh, curling up under his own cloak.

good night ]