Time's marching, but they don't need to. They lift their arm in what would be half a shrug if it wasn't presently occupied.
They're exhausted. Not sleeping, not tired, but still feeling drained. They're also, uncommonly, on a bed.
The Knight is tiny enough they can lean backwards (displacing falsely-organized papers, what a pity) until they're lying down without actually having to let go of Lemm's hand.
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Date: 2022-12-13 04:54 pm (UTC)They're exhausted. Not sleeping, not tired, but still feeling drained. They're also, uncommonly, on a bed.
The Knight is tiny enough they can lean backwards (displacing falsely-organized papers, what a pity) until they're lying down without actually having to let go of Lemm's hand.