Overture Downs No matter where I sleep

He appears to be battling with something though the girl couldn't begin to guess what. Her brow furrows, or where her eyebrows would be if she were human, watching as he struggles to overcome whatever demon holds him captive. 

It isn't you, he assures with a brief grin that raises her own lips with the fond remembrance in it. 

Something tugs at her - something shining through his gaze that seems so like Kavik's. 

Liri chooses to ignore it as her gaze drops shyly. She's done reading into emotions, finished with piecing herself into other's lives. The healer wasn't looking for a fling and the ebony male who had stirred up conflicting emotions within her would likely be gone with the morning's arrival. 

She's oddly disheartened by this thought but chalks it up to the loneliness that plagues her waking hours and even creeps into her dreams. 

Thus, Liri gestures to the place at her side with an inclination of her freckled crown. 

"Please."