ordinance

          It went without expression but Leatherface was silently appreciative of her calmness, having spent the last few days on edge from the lack of company, or rather the sudden disappearance of his brother in particular. Being aware something was missing had played a part in his lost of sleep. Even now, although his initial anxiety had been somewhat tamed it rattled faintly in the confides on his chest, resounding as acknowledge the stranger with a loose stranger accented by heavy blinks of exhaustion.
          It is late. His head nodded in agreement. Are you here because you need a place to sleep? He head paused stiffly in his bouncing, taking a moment to himself to pick apart the words. Sleep. Question. Sleep? He pursued the same answer, his muzzle giving a quick and silent: Yes. Not entirely sure that this is where he intended to do so, but knowing that it was something he wanted. In fact his eyes screamed from rest, his body begging to curl up comfortably, and yet he consciously resisted doing so.
          "Staying." The word came out roughly his voice warped into a high pitch from lack of use, he sounded as though he had to scrape his tongue against his teeth as he spoke just to force out the stressed syllables.