[ Comfortable. Rest. Peace. The concepts are almost alien. It's been a long time since Rau was this comfortable, as well, and not just because death finally halted the process of his body aggressively dying on him. A long time since he rested, rather than stoking fires. Much of that was his own choice, and he does not regret it. But he is at least as out of practice with comfort and rest and peace as he is with physical affection. His natural inquisitiveness and drive won't let him stay just like this forever, if only in part because at some point he will want a shower.
But for a little longer...
He sits up slowly, then settles so that he's lying stretched out on top of Gil -- his forearms folded over Gil's chest, his legs stretched out between Gil's. Rau settles his head on his arms, watching Gil with a small frown. He's not completely relaxed -- there's still some tension in his long limbs, he could push up and away at any moment if he wanted -- but he is mostly comfortable, mostly at rest, for now. ]
I was very tired, by the end.
[ He'd only admitted it to Fllay Allster, and only then as part of telling her what she wanted to hear so she'd deliver Freedom and Justice's data to the Federation. It's weightier here, saying the words for their own sake. ]
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But for a little longer...
He sits up slowly, then settles so that he's lying stretched out on top of Gil -- his forearms folded over Gil's chest, his legs stretched out between Gil's. Rau settles his head on his arms, watching Gil with a small frown. He's not completely relaxed -- there's still some tension in his long limbs, he could push up and away at any moment if he wanted -- but he is mostly comfortable, mostly at rest, for now. ]
I was very tired, by the end.
[ He'd only admitted it to Fllay Allster, and only then as part of telling her what she wanted to hear so she'd deliver Freedom and Justice's data to the Federation. It's weightier here, saying the words for their own sake. ]