Hehe, okay. [ He'll snuggle up just a liiiitle more, until he's really comfortable, and then settle. He'll close his eyes and everything, but his breathing isn't going to even out very quickly. It is his morning after all, and it'll take some time for him to drift off. ]
[ For Obi-Wan, sleep comes easily. Though Sascha being there made it difficult, he is trained in letting go of his instincts. That being said, Obi-Wan was restless. The change in routine set it off as his subconscious mind drifted to times when he was close to others.
( close to those who are dead )
Not much of a kicker, he does curl up on himself, tightly wound. ]
[ It draws him away from Sascha who, seeking the comfort that comes with the human's scent and warmth, tries to follow. He curls after the Jedi, knees drawing themselves up a little as he tries to slide in closer. It's not quite spooning since his forehead will wind up ducked against Obi-wan's back, but it's close. ]
[ He should especially try not to work his heart rate up too much, because the higher that goes the closer Sascha tries to get in his sleep, drawn by the comforting sound of a warm, beating heart. ]
[ Eventually he manages to settle in a state of calm and slumber. If his expression creases in his sleep, it passes by quickly enough. A testament to his training. ]
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[ Shame about everyone's listening skills, though. He closes his eyes. His senses prodded at him, as if to take notice of Sascha's presence. ]
Go to sleep, Sascha.
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( close to those who are dead )
Not much of a kicker, he does curl up on himself, tightly wound. ]
;; sad old man noooo
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But he gave his word.
It's not about him, it's about Sascha. He shouldn't get carried away with his own problems. ]
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