[Kaede mumbled after a sluggish moment, her alarm muted and the sound delayed. Something was touching her head, she should be Concerned. But it was soft, and warm, and now that she'd laid down getting up seemed like an impossible effort. So little rumbly noises they remained.
With nothing shooing them away, the coils twine closer and closer to the Warm Thing. Still not tight enough to squeeze, but enough to consolidate all those cold spots. Sorry for the cold scale touches, Alex.]
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With nothing shooing them away, the coils twine closer and closer to the Warm Thing. Still not tight enough to squeeze, but enough to consolidate all those cold spots. Sorry for the cold scale touches, Alex.]