"I don't want to sleep. Stay with me for the night. Or.. I'll stay with you."

These words were spoken a couple of hours ago, and you were still spending time together. You and Venty were sitting in the room of your house in a Teapot, leaning against each other. The bard read you sophisticated poetry, and you nodded off, barely staying awake. A soft grin comes from his lips and the God's warm fingers cover your eyelids.

"Go to sleep. I'll sing you a lullaby."