Noctisardor Bypass creature comfort

Whatever hope he had began to fade as Laurel turned to reveal her sleep-ridden features. It died off completely when she spoke to him.
Abel deflated, then stared down at his shuffling Well I… A lump formed in his throat. He wanted to turn and run as he did before, but it was much too late for that. He’d already woken her up, so better spit it out now than risk irritating her more.
Mahler taught me to fish. I wanna show you- Abel swallowed. -if you wanna.