Yep, she'd started dozing off. Ad naturally she just cuddled closer and closer to Gin until it was impossible to tell whether or not they were stuck together. She'd already buried her face in his clothes, fast asleep with the familiarity of the one she spent nearly every day and every night with. "Don't leave, okay?" The question was quiet and muffled; barely audible and given in the midst of a yawn.
He'd never answer to such wishes like the ones that typically left her lips. Promises were meant to be kept, so he just never went through with anything like that and let it die down. For someone slowly getting wrapped up in more lies, it was one of the only things that one could ever dare call redeeming in him if such a thing would even count that is.
Learning to take what they had given to them, it seemed that she wouldn't full get it and understand it. She should be happy with what's here in her arms right now. Ask too much of him and he could be gone.
