Bearclaw Valley relentless, invisible, indefatigable

you're okay!

Evien shook his head slowly, tired eyes falling shut for just a moment as he lay against the larger boy, simply enjoying his presence and the sound of his breathing. Sleep was fickle for the both of them, flighty and hard to grasp. Perhaps for different reasons, but it was the same result in the end - two insomniacs sitting under a heavy moon in the sky. 

"As your doctor," he began, a playful lilt to his tone, forest eyes cutting up toward the blond boy. "I'd have to suggest that you sleep." A breath, and a beat of silence. "But as your friend, would you like to talk about anything?" Is something bothering you?