[it's quiet and soft. while Irahl sinks into a lack of sound, Robin basks in being able to stretch his legs. when's the last time he slept somewhere where his feet didn't run into furniture, or where he could sprawl lazily and still have any bed to lay on? it's never the noise he minds, just the space. cramped, cold, crowded.
no one's watching them, here. they can't even see each other. it's bliss.
Irahl may be drifting away, but Robin's still got some spark in him... he takes a deep breath against him, sighing softly, shifting with the end of it as if he was just settling a little, getting more comfortable. it ends with his fingers finding Irahl's. bumping into them on accident. probably not intentional. probably.
he relaxes again. he can be patient, wait to see if he can get away with it.]
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no one's watching them, here. they can't even see each other. it's bliss.
Irahl may be drifting away, but Robin's still got some spark in him... he takes a deep breath against him, sighing softly, shifting with the end of it as if he was just settling a little, getting more comfortable. it ends with his fingers finding Irahl's. bumping into them on accident. probably not intentional. probably.
he relaxes again. he can be patient, wait to see if he can get away with it.]