With a soft grunt, he tugged his shoulder and rolled over, letting you continue clinging tightly to his arm that he had demagnetized from his shoulder. He huffed quietly and rubbed his mouth after moving his lengthy white hair from his eyes. He glanced at the drawn curtains of the window to the Desperado Barracks and glanced at the mostly empty room before putting your thigh and planting a chaste kiss on your head as he mulled over the idea of skipping work that day. After a few more minutes of thought and wrapping himself tightly in a blanket as he cuddled up close to you