[ This time, it's harder to ignore that little command, and rather than continue to argue, he gives tiny little nod, settling further into bed.
(He's going to have an awful hangover tomorrow.)
But for now, he squeezes her hand, sighing softly (because he's comfortable, and this is nice, and he could stand to fall asleep like this more often). He murmurs, ]
Don't go anywhere. Please.
[ but the words are indistinct, rolling into one another; with as quietly as he casts them, anyone else might have trouble picking out what he said – but probably not Gamora. ]
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(He's going to have an awful hangover tomorrow.)
But for now, he squeezes her hand, sighing softly (because he's comfortable, and this is nice, and he could stand to fall asleep like this more often). He murmurs, ]
Don't go anywhere. Please.
[ but the words are indistinct, rolling into one another; with as quietly as he casts them, anyone else might have trouble picking out what he said – but probably not Gamora. ]