[They're in his bedroom as usual, more likely than not. She's relaxed after they're both done, and while she doesn't have her head on his chest (purely because it would touch against her ears and she dislikes the reminder of the changes), she's looking his way from her spot on the bed.]
I kind of feel like a broken record, but - thanks. That was nice.
week five, monday afternoon.
I kind of feel like a broken record, but - thanks. That was nice.
no subject
I'm sure you don't need me each week - but I feel better knowing for myself that you are safe.
[he seems to be feeling better from the weekend - or otherwise just acting like he is]
no subject
[Her voice is soft, fond, and I hate that right after this he gets bitten by a zombie and becomes terrifying.]
I need you every week.
[In, like, a platonic friendship sense, not in a banging sense! As nice as that part is.]