Xiao mumbled to himself, something incoherent. He was snuggled against you, his leg up over your hip and his other leg around your waist. His right arm was under your chest, with his left around your waist, his face in your neck as he just felt... content.

For the first time in a while, Xiao was content. No danger. Just you. Just you to protect, and cuddle with. Nothing to be afraid of.

He pressed himself further against you, matching the rhythm of your breathing. "Hmmf..."