[He resumes his perch near the window, doing his best to block the larger part of the cold air. They're used to California, after all. He hesitates and - screw it.]
<Sleep well, okay? Nothing's going to happen while I'm here.>
[He knows she doesn't need protection. He doesn't, either. But they're strange people in a strange land and they need every reassurance they can get.]
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<Sleep well, okay? Nothing's going to happen while I'm here.>
[He knows she doesn't need protection. He doesn't, either. But they're strange people in a strange land and they need every reassurance they can get.]