She murmured sleepily, unfolding her tightly wound self a little for him, her arms slipping around his neck and her warm face resting on his shoulder. “I’m so happy you’re here,” he’d hear her murmur, her nose brushing his skin.
Her fingers brushed through the hair on the back of his head slowly, her eyes still closed sleepily. “How was your day?”
"Mmh.... hard," she murmured, opening her eyes sleepily. "I got taken over for a while. It was hard."