He’s out of it entirely, and though he shifts a bit with the added weight of the cloak, the warmth alone is enough to cast him deeper into sleep. He’s used to spending nights out in the cold─ he has been for years─ but he’d never deny how luxurious it was to sleep comfortably. Regardless, even with the distant howl of beasts causing him to stir every once in a while, it’s not until the dawn breaks over the horizon and brings with it the white-gold light of morning sun that he wakes enough to realize that he’s somehow acquired an extra garment.
He releases the wisps of fire from their hold on this world and turns his attention to his surroundings with anxious fervor, all too aware that the cloak around his shoulders indicates that he’s not alone. It’s not his, after all, and thoughts of what could have been rush like turbulent rapids in his mind─ whoever it is out there could very well have killed him, considering how deep asleep he’d been.
Without so much as a conscious effort, his hand comes up to cover
his throat.
He doesn’t see the woman beneath the tree─ she blends in perhaps too well, stands perhaps too obscured. Regardless, he’s hoping that whoever it was who chanced upon him last night isn’t still in the area, and he knows it’s irrational, the fear settling heavily in his gut, but it doesn’t matter much.
Somehow, he suspects that the stranger, whoever they may be, will want their cloak back.
Al is awake when she sees him stir and slowly awaken. The doll had stayed up all night, preventing any sort of danger that might have come to close to the once slumbering man. It wasn’t all too boring considering this is quite normal for her to be able to stay up for such long amounts of time.
She witnesses his sudden movement, watching him turn and twist with anxiety and perhaps..fear? Why was he feeling such things..? Shouldn’t he be more relaxed than those? What an odd human being...maybe this might be a good idea to make herself known.
“..Have you slept well, gentle sir?” From her tree, Al speaks. She moves, arms taking hold of one side each of the hole before gracefully pulling herself out,”..I hope I was able to keep you warm through the chilly night.” And then there’s a curtsy. The doll doesn’t ask for her cloak back, nay. She instead waits for him to answer.
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