[His hand escapes from her hair, catching in some of the tangles. (Short hair isn't supposed to get this tangled, is it?) It moves along her jaw line, gently tilts Sypha's head up when it reaches her chin.
Because if she looks up, she'll see him, smiling and mildly worried at once. Looking for permission to stand up, because he won't disturb her if she really, really does want to sleep right here.]
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[His hand escapes from her hair, catching in some of the tangles. (Short hair isn't supposed to get this tangled, is it?) It moves along her jaw line, gently tilts Sypha's head up when it reaches her chin.
Because if she looks up, she'll see him, smiling and mildly worried at once. Looking for permission to stand up, because he won't disturb her if she really, really does want to sleep right here.]