The more she comes around the more aware of his predicament she becomes, too. She'd noted it only as a sort of hazy afterthought before, as just a biological function that tends to happen-- but though she tries to doze some more, she can't quite manage it any longer, and thus the firm ridge pressing into her hip becomes an actual, fully formed concern. And it seems to turn all the more pressing as the moments pass by. O-oh. She's not sure how to handle this. Ignore it? Or move away from him? That doesn't appeal to her at all, though.
"...Am I making you uncomfortable?" she forges after a moment, a smile evident in her still somewhat sleepy tone.
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Date: 2016-08-31 08:19 pm (UTC)"...Am I making you uncomfortable?" she forges after a moment, a smile evident in her still somewhat sleepy tone.