You two were heading to y’alls’ agency on a decently empty train, as it was raining and you two had just gotten back from a long, tough mission that wore you two out. You had your head rested on his shoulder and a soft grip on one of his fingers which he didn’t notice go limp. “Would you want some rice? I have the stuff to…” he’d ask, his words trailing off as he looked over at you to see that you had fallen asleep. He chuckles, letting you sleep as he wraps one of his wings around you.