Horvath requires more sleep than the half-fae woman, and he stayed up late waiting for her return. Used to sleeping with occasionally restless cats, when she extricates herself he just gives a wordless mumble and settles right back into deeper sleep, chin sunk on his chest. He'll miss the warmth of her against him, but there's still the blanket, and he's warm enough all by himself.
His face relaxed in sleep is sober, bags under the eyes, and a few lines from frowning often. He knows how to smile and laugh, that she's seen, but he is overall a deeply serious man.
He may be slow to wake, cats still curled up all around him. Already one slinks in to take the still-warm space on his lap she so recently vacated.
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Date: 2015-03-06 04:56 pm (UTC)His face relaxed in sleep is sober, bags under the eyes, and a few lines from frowning often. He knows how to smile and laugh, that she's seen, but he is overall a deeply serious man.
He may be slow to wake, cats still curled up all around him. Already one slinks in to take the still-warm space on his lap she so recently vacated.