just say when

Hotaru

Sleep is nearly as good a destroyer of inhibitions as alcohol, and when combined, there's nothing to stop her from awakening as Sunjata's nightmares force soft whines from his body and comforting him through them while still half-asleep herself. It's still instinctive even after all this time. Her own nightmares she contends with on her own. Not due to any fault of Sunjata's, but only because her body refuses to communicate it to the outside world.

Were she not such a light sleeper - a trait only reinforced by having the twins so recently - the Valkyrie would have slept a while longer. Far from a morning person. However, when Sunjata shifts and the weight of the bed changes as he shuffles about and automatically searches for a spare pillow, Hotaru stirs and awakens slowly.

Blinking up at the ceiling, she lies still, taking stock of her surroundings before acting on the impulse that tells her she's somewhere strange. As the memories of the night before trickle in, she groans softly and lifts a hand to massage the bridge of her nose where the ache behind her eyes is worsening. "This is precisely why I don't drink," she mutters just loud enough for Sunjata to hear, her headache demanding nothing louder.

But I am just a broken machine
And I do things that I don't really mean