( there's a small little grumble at first. the rush of cold air as he moves, the shifting of the bed. she woke easily, from nights of being on edge and always keeping one eye open )
Where are you going?
( the words are quiet, a hand reaching out to him. don't go. there's no need to get up yet )
snuggles up to
Where are you going?
( the words are quiet, a hand reaching out to him. don't go. there's no need to get up yet )