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But Imagine the Dregs Sleeping Habits Though!

Kaz sleeps with his mouth slightly open, and he's a mouth breather. A soft sighing sound if you listen is the only sign he's even alive. His cane is tucked out of sight but incredibly nearby if he's abmushed. Probably sleeps on his back or with it against the wall. I wouldn't put it past him to sleep sitting up with his eyes open and cane in hand either. Inej is silent as death, back to the wall, probably in some position that makes her small and unassuming like she's a pile of blankets rather than a person. She sleeps with a knife under her pillow, and wears at least one piece of armor to bed. She isn't above finding little hidden holes no one else could find. Mathias sleeps stretched out on his back, hand tucked beneath his head. He gives his pillow to Nina, his other arm wrapped around her, snug and comforting. He gives off a lot of heat so he sleeps in as little clothes as he feels comfortable without when Nina comes to sleep with him. Big snores. Nina curls up on her side next to Mathias, pillow on his chest as she takes a handful of his shirt. Occasionally she turns away to be the little spoon and make Mathias be the big one, like when they were stranded. It makes him blush every time. Jesper drools everywhere. EVERYWHERE. He just drops on the bed(or whereever he fell asleep. You're lying if you believe Jesper won't fall asleep standing up in a war zone if he's tired enough) like a corpse. Occasionally he makes it long enough to sleep on his stomach(whether Wylan helps him or not), one hand slung over the far edge of the bed, his hands clutching the belt his revolvers are securely holstered in. Also snores. Softer than Mathias, and reedier. Wylan curls into fetal position around his satchel. He won't admit it, but he still doesn't feel safe enough to trust no one will steal his things. Other times he falls asleep at a desk, teeth stained orange from jurda and pen still in hand. Jesper helps get him into bed, ignoring the sleepy cuddly pouting Merchling's half slurred protests.