[ He will. Or he'll try. He would even try—with some whining, particularly behind closed doors—with someone like Michel. But right now he doesn't have to, because everything is hypothetical, so he rests a hand on Zevran's head again and presses his face into the pillow. His mouth is only just free enough for him to be muffled but not incoherent when he keeps talking. ]
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[ He will. Or he'll try. He would even try—with some whining, particularly behind closed doors—with someone like Michel. But right now he doesn't have to, because everything is hypothetical, so he rests a hand on Zevran's head again and presses his face into the pillow. His mouth is only just free enough for him to be muffled but not incoherent when he keeps talking. ]
How are your nightmares?