His grip had none of the real strength behind it. The delirious need to touch someone. His mind overlapping again in its frazzled state. His voice weak and distant as he had spoken like he had just come from a dream of them and thought sh was truely the over woman.
He pulled at her arm once when she offered the blanket. Her settled close. So many memories of the rough sister he knew sitting on the edge of the bed trying to demand he sleep, stop being everywhere, in everything, stop being a pain, but to also keep her warm when she would return from feeding the sheep.
"Just lay with me, I'm tired." he spoke low shifting his head a bit looking to her.
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Date: 2016-12-03 11:38 am (UTC)He pulled at her arm once when she offered the blanket. Her settled close. So many memories of the rough sister he knew sitting on the edge of the bed trying to demand he sleep, stop being everywhere, in everything, stop being a pain, but to also keep her warm when she would return from feeding the sheep.
"Just lay with me, I'm tired." he spoke low shifting his head a bit looking to her.