[Regis leans against his shoulder and Cor slumps a little, tilts his head to rest his cheek against Regis head in turn. For a moment he is quiet, just settling in, drifting in his exhaustion.]
Is that what you want, then?
[He doesn't even open his eyes, doesn't quite realize how much he's mumbling instead of speaking clearly.]
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Is that what you want, then?
[He doesn't even open his eyes, doesn't quite realize how much he's mumbling instead of speaking clearly.]