[Adasse lets himself be man-handled into bed - Sorrel taking charge has always been one of Adasse's secret thrills. Coco curls up on Sorrel's pillow because Sorrel was, as always, going to use Adasse instead to cushion his head. Adasse's long fingers didn't even pause, just immediately went to card through those thick, auburn curls.

With the furs tucked around him. Coco snorting softly next to his ear and Sorrel curled up around his waist. He closes his eyes and exhales softly.]

It's pure paradise, that's what it is. I never felt so damned tired, and I've been in at least three battles so damned far."