Moonsong Glacier through the fog of an early morn

Dutch laughed, soft and huffy. It comforted him to hear these words purely because he knew that Sulukinak had not come up with them to comfort him. It was just what she thought, and it made him feel a little less guilty for his own petulant opinions.

"Rest now, Sulu," he said, his tone apologizing for waking her. Then he tucked her head beneath his chin and tried to follow his own adivce.