Elsie’s hand carding through his hair was instantly soothing, as if she was undoing his earlier disaster of trying the same thing and only making himself more stressed. He breathed out slowly and smiled again, a quieter grin, letting the tiredness settle around them in the night.
“Of course,” he murmured, as if it had ever been a question, “I’d like that.” Tybalt wasn’t sure either of them would be able to sleep properly - not tonight, not with this looming over their heads - but he knew he had a better chance if she was here. She had always managed to still his thoughts, whether or not she knew it; nothing could feel quite as daunting when she was here.
“Of course,” he murmured, as if it had ever been a question, “I’d like that.” Tybalt wasn’t sure either of them would be able to sleep properly - not tonight, not with this looming over their heads - but he knew he had a better chance if she was here. She had always managed to still his thoughts, whether or not she knew it; nothing could feel quite as daunting when she was here.
