[ while there's more he'd like to say (in theory), shu knows when to cut his losses. rather, he's all too welcoming of the prospect of calling it quits. especially, if it meant that much less effort. still, he doesn't lay down immediately. not yet. instead, he looks at gaelio from the dimness of the tent; the only illumination provided being the sliver of light through that pocket of a window, and the campfires blazing from a distance. casting a warmer light in the background.
still, before he knows it, gaelio has fallen asleep and he's long lost track of the actual time that had passed. probably another curse of being a vampire. the flow of time meant very little to him. regardless, shu releases a quiet noise of disapproval before eventually falling back to the bedding. gradually, he also drifts once more. he can hear the beating of a heart close by. the feeling of a pulse and living body so close to him,
and... it isn't that he finds it comforting as much as alluring, but...
his sleep is dreamless. which, considering the fire and everything else he's experienced today... is a blessing. thanks gaelio. ]
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still, before he knows it, gaelio has fallen asleep and he's long lost track of the actual time that had passed. probably another curse of being a vampire. the flow of time meant very little to him. regardless, shu releases a quiet noise of disapproval before eventually falling back to the bedding. gradually, he also drifts once more. he can hear the beating of a heart close by. the feeling of a pulse and living body so close to him,
and... it isn't that he finds it comforting as much as alluring, but...
his sleep is dreamless. which, considering the fire and everything else he's experienced today... is a blessing. thanks gaelio. ]