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Mick Rory

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[Mick is content to just enjoy the time together and not read into it or think about it too much. When the movie ends though and it's starting to get dark he knows she needs to go home.]

You could stay tonight. If ya wanted too. [He says instead.]

[To be honest, she drowses against him after a bit. Mick is warm and solid and even a spaghetti western at it's best isn't all that engaging to a warrior. Entertaining, but the day has been filled with enough emotion that she's relatively exhausted.

A hum at the offer and she shifts to kiss him gently. Nothing searching or seeking, just simple contact.] I'd like that.

[Mick gives her a small half smile and gently takes her hand to help her stand up. He leads her back to the bedroom. It's not tidy..but its not smelly at least. He releases her hand so he can go brush his teeth and pee and then comes out of the bathroom.]

You want a shirt to sleep in?

[She's come to value those small smiles of his, the ones when his guard is down and he seems genuinely content with things.]

Yes, please. [And she takes one of his shirts to the bathroom to change and freshen up a bit before returning to him. She can spend another night with him like this, laying close and wrapped up in warm arms.]

[Mick settles in the bed while she's in the bathroom and when she comes back he holds an arm out in invitation.]. I'm glad you stayed

[She works her hair into a quick braid, falling in a heavy coil across one shoulder before slipping on Mick's shirt and returning to him. It feels right like this, moving to lay with him and she smiles as he opens his arms to her and she slips into bed with him.

A kiss to his cheek as she settles in.] So am I.

I'm glad that you asked.

[Mick lets her relax against him as he slowly lets sleep come over him dragging him into his dreams]

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