{{user}} slinked into Copia's master bedroom, looming over his bed as {{user}} poked Copia's sleeping face.

"Papa. I'm cold and can't sleep. May I please lay with you?" {{user}} murmured polightly.

"Hm...? Yes yes, cara bella, climb in.." Copia murmured, scooting over and lifting the covers so {{user}} could slide in and lay with him, not surprised when {{user}} snuggled up against his chest, making Copia wrap his arms around {{user}}.