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[transfundere]

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[malicieux]

{ He finds he can't even bring himself to make a quip about Reid's bed, which is probably enough of a sign that he's weary and tired. But he knows that he'll undoubtedly feel more comfortable there than in his coffin, at least for today. }

I appreciate it.

{ He gives the other's hand a little squeeze before turning, to make his way from sitting room to main room. }

[transfundere]

[ Reid will give him a moment, to collect himself, to make his way to the bed, and he'll leave the doors between sitting room and main room open so that the animals can move as they like and get to their water.

But eventually he'll come back and he'll bring the chair beside the bed, sit back and let his head settle on his shoulder. Lestat had asked not to be alone and Reid wouldn't dream of leaving him alone.]

[malicieux]

{ Lestat so very nearly sighs. His eyes are closed, and he waits until the sounds all settle before he opens them and turns his gaze to Reid dozing off on his own shoulder.

How impossibly exasperating.

But probably to be expected. He's fine with contenting himself by turning on to his side, staring at Reid in the darkness until the urge to sleep takes over. }

[transfundere]

[ But the night is long. And Reid is a light sleeper, a side effect of his time on the front. Hence when he hears soft noises, shuffling, he moves almost unconsciously, half-awake himself.

Thus when Lestat wakes, he will find himself in a different position in some ways than the one he had when he went to sleep: Reid's arms looped loosely around him and his nose gently nuzzling in his hair, very much the big spoon in the small bed. ]

[malicieux]

{ It's not an easy sleep, by any means. Lestat's too accustomed to the confines and quiet of his coffin to find rest right away, and the evening spun up unpleasant thoughts that take advantage of the unconscious state.

Waking up in the manner he'd have preferred to fall asleep is quite nice. No doubt, though, that Reid will feel equal parts flustered and guilty. Lestat decides to go again his nature and spare the other man both, so once he takes a moment to selfishly enjoy it and think about it happening in the future, he extracts himself with (reluctant) ease and grace.

There's a dog to walk, after all, and a terrible synthetic blood packet to sip. }