[ She lets herself settle in against the floor, welcoming the weight of his head on her shoulder and his arm over her middle. Moments like this, she doesn't try so hard to act as though she'd be better off on her own, separate from everyone, always maintaining arm's length. Like this, she's as warm and soft as she ever is. ]
Twenty minutes seems ambitious. [ Even her wryness seems a little softer. She reaches blindly for her abandoned jacket, lazily pulling it over them for some semblance of modesty — for BB-8's sake, maybe. Everyone else is probably well-accustomed to seeing her in various states of undress at this point. ] Just close your eyes, Dameron. We'll get up when we get up.
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Twenty minutes seems ambitious. [ Even her wryness seems a little softer. She reaches blindly for her abandoned jacket, lazily pulling it over them for some semblance of modesty — for BB-8's sake, maybe. Everyone else is probably well-accustomed to seeing her in various states of undress at this point. ] Just close your eyes, Dameron. We'll get up when we get up.