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She looked up. "Aug. You're awake."
Warner was asleep beside her, his face peaceful.
She wasn't next to him, still working at her bag. She was nearly done, however.
(Yoop!)
She bent over her work as she sat on the floor, adjusting and putting gears together.
He pulled her close, closing his eyes.
Aspen awoke a bit later and had left his side, not before kissing his forehead, as she went to her back to make a few things.
"On the table," he said easily.
(Zoop?)
"It's okay. They're on the table."
She murmured under her breath, relaxing.
He took off her glasses, setting them to the side as he kissed her cheek adoringly.
She was silent, beginning to drift under his touch.
He rubbed her back gently, simply relishing the moment.
She closed her eyes, relaxing.
He smiled slightly, going quiet.
She seemed like she had something else to say, but remained quiet.
He kissed her temple. "I love you.."
She observed thoughtfully. "I'm glad you're okay."
He ran his fingers through her hair, closing his eyes.
