Leans into him sleepily and very gently.
‘ you’re up early again. ‘ soft words slip from the replica as he recognizes just who’s leaning against him, the initial tensing of muscles relaxing away once he does. even the gentlest of touches, weight put against him, can cause the other to become uncomfortable -- but, thankfully, with honebami that was no longer the case.
he’ll assume they were kicked awake by one of their siblings, if the pattern persists as he believes so. the two of them seem to have the same luck when it comes to sleep ( albeit for the replica, his lack of sleep is from something else ) but, it’s nice not to be alone sometimes.
arm lifts & brings up a side of the fabric over his shoulders, wrapped around the smaller blade to help combat the morning air that carries a soft chill. he won’t let them get sick under his watch!
‘ goodmorning, honebami. ‘