[ Pauses, a little surprised before he chuckled. ] For taking care of us. [ A little roll of his eyes, before he sinks back into the bed a little more, eyes falling mostly closed.
He's struck again by the desire for a mirror, wanting to see Marc curled up like he could pretend he wasn't sleeping alone. It's embarrassing, but he's too tired to care about it. ] Like you always do. [ His eyes flutter closed and it seems like he's hanging on by a thread. If that. ]
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He's struck again by the desire for a mirror, wanting to see Marc curled up like he could pretend he wasn't sleeping alone. It's embarrassing, but he's too tired to care about it. ] Like you always do. [ His eyes flutter closed and it seems like he's hanging on by a thread. If that. ]
G'night, Handsome.