Don't want to sleep. Want to kiss you. Both of you. [ He doesn't, really. At least no more than usual. And if he did, then the first step would be removing his head from where it's hidden in Alucard's shirt. He's just learned, even in his addled state, that saying things like that is the best way to be fussed over and allowed to rest instead of sleeping. To have one of them read to him or tell him stories form memory. ] If I sleep-
[ He pauses, and then trails off, shaking his head. ]
no subject
[ He pauses, and then trails off, shaking his head. ]
I want to stay here. Awake.