[ There's no protest to that last part other than a small huff.
And then Inigo just goes quiet. Because for all the trouble he has with sleeping most of the time - sleeping too light, the constant nightmares, the worrying in his head that keeps him from falling asleep too quickly.. All of it fades whenever he sleeps like this. Just being close to someone. Knowing he isn't alone, but that someone he cares for is right next to him.
He's not alone. Even if yet another platform day brought him pain-- he's not alone. Not alone.
It doesn't take long at all for Inigo to have drifted off already, his breath slowing and then evening out as a telltale sign. ]
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And then Inigo just goes quiet. Because for all the trouble he has with sleeping most of the time - sleeping too light, the constant nightmares, the worrying in his head that keeps him from falling asleep too quickly.. All of it fades whenever he sleeps like this. Just being close to someone. Knowing he isn't alone, but that someone he cares for is right next to him.
He's not alone. Even if yet another platform day brought him pain-- he's not alone. Not alone.
It doesn't take long at all for Inigo to have drifted off already, his breath slowing and then evening out as a telltale sign. ]