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<p>Tiredness eventually won them over, though, and, despite the room being mirrored from what ey was used to, the bed was the same, comfortable one ey’d slept in for the last century, the house held the same sense of ‘home’ as ever. May curled against eir front as she always did, and while it was strange seeing True Name just beyond her, it was still where ey belonged.</p>
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<p>The last thing ey remembered before falling asleep was watching the way True Name had curled to face May, the two skunks holding each others’ paws once more, and thinking to emself, <em>This isn’t how I pictured things winding up if I had somehow been able to fix things between them, but it could certainly be worse.</em></p>
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<p>Waking brought confusion. Something about the inversion from their normal bed, of having fallen asleep on eir the other side than ey usually did, induced a subtle sense of vertigo at first. The pajamas were also bunched up around em strangely, adding a subtle sense of constriction. As sleep slowly seeped away, though, the feeling lessened and ey was able to relax in the warmth beneath the covers.</p>
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<p>Waking brought confusion. Something about the inversion from their normal bed, of having fallen asleep on eir other side than ey usually did, induced a subtle sense of vertigo at first. The pajamas were also bunched up around em strangely, adding a subtle sense of constriction. As sleep slowly seeped away, though, the feeling lessened and ey was able to relax in the warmth beneath the covers.</p>
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<p>Warmer than expected, perhaps. May was still in eir arms, as expected, but the position felt off with the addition of a second warm bulk.</p>
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<p>Ey tried to puzzle it out through the fog of doziness that still surrounded him. Eventually, ey gave up and levered eir eyes open, blinking a few times to bring the world into focus.</p>
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<p>Ey tried to puzzle it out through the fog of doziness that still surrounded em. Eventually, ey gave up and levered eir eyes open, blinking a few times to bring the world into focus.</p>
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<p>At some point in the night, True Name had apparently rolled over and wound up curled in May’s arms, much as she was curled in eirs, and with with eir arm resting atop May’s, ey was left hugging two skunks.</p>
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<p>Ey lay there for a while, groggily trying to piece together eir thoughts on the situation. As far as ey could remember, in eir still sleep-addled state, ey’d never been this close to True Name before. There had been the occasional casual touch, a few touches out of necessity — grabbing her hand to get away from Guōweī, lifting her after End Waking’s merge — but even going back to when ey’d first met her, there’d been very little touch. It made sense, given her personality, and yet here she was, all cuddled up with the two of them. If nothing else, ey should probably decide whether or not to extricate eir arm from the situation to ease that awkwardness.</p>
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<p>Ah well, ey was probably worrying too much about this, just laying there and ruminating.</p>
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<p><em>“You almost certainly are, Mx. Bălan,”</em> came the barest whisper of a sensorium message. <em>“Especially if you are mumbling.”</em></p>
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<p>Ey jolted at the words impinging on eir senses, getting a sleepy grumble out of May.</p>
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<p><em>“Sorry,”</em> ey replied to True Name.</p>
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<p>There was note of amusement, of almost-laughter, as she sent, <em>“It is okay, dear. What are you worried about? You only mumbled the last bit.”</em></p>
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<p>There was a note of amusement, of almost-laughter, as she sent, <em>“It is okay, dear. What are you worried about? You only mumbled the last bit.”</em></p>
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<p>Eir mind raced as ey tried to figure out how best to explain what ey’d been cycling over.</p>
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<p><em>“I rolled over sometime in the night — I do not know when, I was memory-sick — and have been staying still to keep from waking you two. Would you like me to move?”</em></p>
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<p><em>“No…”</em> ey replied hesitantly. <em>“But you guessed right. I hope this isn’t weird or anything. If you need to–“</em></p>
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<p>“Of course, my dear,” May said, giving her paw a squeeze. “Go and walk. There will be time for discussions to come, especially once we are finished with this unpleasant political business.”</p>
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