At the term "my dear," Tuni looked up to him with a smile. She supposed she could let it go at that point. For that night at least. She continued to pout just slightly though even if she liked the idea of him holding her. "You don't expect me to fall asleep sitting up, do you?" she asked. One last attempt to get him to at least lie down with her even if it wasn't in the way she'd been attempting to get at in her drunken state.

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