Having reached across to set his fingers at her wrist, Ellis' thumb presses lightly at the edge of her hand once more. Thinking on what's been taken from her, and what she might fashion for herself.
"You have mine."
Hands. Company. Surely she already knew, whatever she would ask of him is most always easily given.
"I'll be awake again by the afternoon. Will that suit you?"
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Having reached across to set his fingers at her wrist, Ellis' thumb presses lightly at the edge of her hand once more. Thinking on what's been taken from her, and what she might fashion for herself.
"You have mine."
Hands. Company. Surely she already knew, whatever she would ask of him is most always easily given.
"I'll be awake again by the afternoon. Will that suit you?"