coloneldahana:
@senseofhumerus has somebody joining him in bed.
A bad habit? Definitely, not listening lately was a thing but, she was still in the house correct? Couldn’t be too much of an issue at present. It had been a long time since she’d literally crawled into bed with her brother but there’s only a specific warmth that could possibly be curling in besides the skeleton.
It settles in quickly and stops, an exhale passing her teeth tiredly. Quiet affection and ‘his’ type of worry is well, needed besides everybody else.
Contrary to popular belief, the skeleton was a much lighter sleeper than most tended to give him credit for; even the subtle shifting of the mattress was enough to wake Humerus from his- thankfully dark and dreamless- slumber. Still, he stirred slowly, coming to complete consciousness without opening his eye sockets, before cracking one open to see who had decided to so quietly rouse him from his slumber.
He scooted a bit closer in response, expression one of ease and unshakable calm- there were questions, of course, and concern seemed to be an ever-present buzz in the furthermost parts of his mind, but if there was one thing the skeleton was good at, it was supporting his family in times of need.
“... What’s up?”
