Northstar Vale hungry heart

They couldn’t leave—but they could stay in, and steal away with one another, at least for the night. A surprised noise escaped her as he pulled her to him—albeit gently, and as her nose pressed further to his chest, she gave a smile against him, though it unlikely he would see it—

—and then: “Sleep is overrated, don’t you think?” And as if to prove her point, she wiggled against him—testing the waters.

She still had to move carefully, lest she reopen her wounds… but pressing herself closer, she lifted her head up to study him, a pointed look on her copper-masked features. “But I am hungry.”