Had the idea of the Binah plush trying to tuck you into her coat like Binah sometimes does but she's too small so you sometimes wake up to her laying on your face or something similar
the plushie is light enough that she doesn't wake you, the strength of an Arbiter resting in Binah proper. but you look so cold. so frigid in the dead of night without a blanket. the plush wiggles, discontent, and hops down from the shelf. she's seen Binah put her coat over you, draping it like a heavy, soft weight and adjusting the feathery collar around your chin. she's asleep now, head pressed against your own. the plushie climbs onto the mattress with as much grace as normal, her tiny legs kicking in the air. she puts her coat directly on top of your chest, patting it down gently. it's small. much too small. she's plush-sized, after all, and you're not, you're not and you're still getting cold in the freezing night
hm. no, this won't do at all
Binah-plushie marches insistently up to your head and curls up in the crook of your neck. no, that's not right. your collarbone isn't either. or above your head. only right on your face is truly ideal. you don't seem to mind, too deep in slumber to notice. the plushie happily, smugly, flops onto your face and goes right to sleep. she's keeping you warm, see. and she's still there when you wake. Binah looks at the plush, a glint in her drowsy eyes, and she smiles, slightly. carefully she picks the tiny creature up, turning her over and inspecting the stitches and thread. good. nothing out of place. the plush looks, perhaps, even more pleased when she's placed back in your arms, and Binah can't resist leaning in and wrapping the covers around your shoulders, the plushie's little coat still in your lap
