[It's been a rough day and everyone deserves a reprieve from gremlin-ing. Gremlin mode can resume at full power in the morning. Y'know, if Siffrin is in the mood for it. He's felt all over the place today, even only counting the time since officially escaping the loops. One moment he couldn't be happier, secure in the knowledge that he is loved, and the next he's anxious and tense, waiting for the other shoe to drop, certain that he'll manage to fuck it all up again.
But none of that right now. He's too tired to dwell and spiral. The request is oddly comforting, a balm on the raw open wound that is his heart. Sleepily, Siffrin just nods against Isabeau's chest, making a soft sound of agreement as he begins to drift off.]
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But none of that right now. He's too tired to dwell and spiral. The request is oddly comforting, a balm on the raw open wound that is his heart. Sleepily, Siffrin just nods against Isabeau's chest, making a soft sound of agreement as he begins to drift off.]