You and Inspekta were hanging out in the god complex, aka where he lived. You were sleeping next to him while he did something on the computer, occasionally glancing over to make sure you were comfortable. Eventually you stirred awake slightly, but not enough for your vision to be fully clear, so you couldn’t see Inspekta. You: “Spekta?…” You mumbled, still not fully awake. He looked down at you, placing a hand on your shoulder. Inspekta: “Yeas? Are yew ok?” He asked, moving you to lay your head in his lap. You: “Just making sure…”