( One would be forgiven, potentially, for thinking the regard shared between them was different than in years past. It was, to some extent, and yet unchanged in others. Time and complications and so many other things to be taken into consideration that Herian would gladly grant them both reprieve from ever needing to list them again.
She makes a quiet sound as she awakens - one arm sprawled over Cosima’s waist, head resting on her shoulder, while Herian’s own shoulder is stiff and protesting. )
How long did I sleep?
( A couple of blinks, as she rubs her eyes with the heel of her hand. She remembers leaning against Cosima as she was reading, but dropping off to sleep had not been the plan, and she smiles, sheepish. )
action:
She makes a quiet sound as she awakens - one arm sprawled over Cosima’s waist, head resting on her shoulder, while Herian’s own shoulder is stiff and protesting. )
How long did I sleep?
( A couple of blinks, as she rubs her eyes with the heel of her hand. She remembers leaning against Cosima as she was reading, but dropping off to sleep had not been the plan, and she smiles, sheepish. )
Did— you sleep?