(You're Sonic!)

Sonic wasn't quite sure why he'd asked, or why Shadow had agreed, after a bit of doll-eyed pleading. But the two had planned a sleepover nonetheless, and in the evening, after dinner, Shadow knocked at the door. Sonic almost wanted to hug him, but held himself back, instead just letting him in with a grin. The rain was getting heavier outside as Sonic handed Shadow a towel to dry off with, feeling a tiny bit bad for making him go out in that, even if it was only for a moment for Chaos Control. Shadow had brought a bag but Sonic decided against asking.

The two enjoyed a few action movies on the couch with snacks before both agreeing to head to bed. After a.. minor disagreement---minuscule for them---they settled on sharing the bed with a few folded blankets in between as a sort of barrier. They turned off the lights and the room fell into silence for a while, the only sounds being the rhythmic breathing from the pair, the occasional shuffling noises when someone readjusted, and the pounding rain.

"Do you ever just, like... feel like your actions don't reflect your thoughts? Like, the words you speak from your mouth are so.. dumb, compared to the deep thankfulness and admiration you feel for the people who you treat that way?" Sonic abruptly asked quietly, laying on his back and studying one of his hands, extended above him. The question really caught Shadow off guard, and it also... hit a little too close to home. Damnit, why was Sonic randomly deciding to be philosophical in the middle of the night!?

"...Maybe." Shadow decided on replying with, worrying Sonic had some kind of suspicion regarding him. Shadow, who was hugging his pillow, squeezed his pillow a little, trying and failing to make out Sonic's expression in the darkness, but at least that had to mean Sonic couldn't see his, which he wasn't sure was as deadpan as he would've liked.