[Dark Heart has mostly played nice tonight, wanting to gain the trust of this so-called guild of his, but his reluctance for all this cuddling has been no secret. At some points in the night he's nearly skittish; he resents showing that soft underbelly, that transparent discomfort. Already his haughty, confident image is dissolving.
He's not eager to hear Ingo extend a metaphorical paw to him. Dark Heart squints through the darkness.]
Just taking my time.
[People often ask a guy like him how he sleeps at night but he's never struggled with it. Always at ease, prone to dozing. Here? It feels like all that's gone away, like he's never caught a wink in his life.]
night watch
He's not eager to hear Ingo extend a metaphorical paw to him. Dark Heart squints through the darkness.]
Just taking my time.
[People often ask a guy like him how he sleeps at night but he's never struggled with it. Always at ease, prone to dozing. Here? It feels like all that's gone away, like he's never caught a wink in his life.]
You're up pretty late, too.