The Morning After [for onheavywings
Rabastan slept. It was the first time he had slept for more than two hours at a time, and he felt relaxed. No nightmares, but just utter exhaustion from the night. Though his mind seemed to have relaxed from the lack of energy, his body was wrapped tightly around the woman next to him. He was holding her as if he was afraid she'd disappear in the night, or that she might not have been real to begin with. He was asleep, but his arm wrapped desperately around her torso, and his leg around her legs. Even subconsciously, Rabastan was refusing to let her go that easily.