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[ Miu... why is putting a shirt back on so hard. . . ]

I— Well, yes, but. . . [ It's the right thing to do!! ]

[blackwaterchild]

[Why do you want her clothed so badly!?

She laughs and leans over to kiss him again, before rolling off of him to at least find his shirt again to pull back over her head.]

There. Better? [She flops back onto the bed, turning to face him.]

[glorifies]

Much better, thank you.

[ He slowly sinks himself into the bed so he can properly lay down. ]

At least now I can rest knowing you won't get sick.

[blackwaterchild]

[Miu pauses, struck a moment by how utterly sincere he is about that.]

Ah... [She doesn't know what to say. After a moment she moves to snuggle up against his side.] ...Sometimes... You're almost too good to be true, you know? What did I do to get this lucky?

[glorifies]

[ He's having a difficult time keeping his eyes open now that his head is on his pillow, but he's trying his best. ]

You always say that.

[blackwaterchild]

Because it's true. I'm so lucky to have met you.

[She reaches out to push some of his hair away from his face, smoothing her hand down to cup his cheek briefly before she pulls her hand away. She's fading fast too, ready to sleep.

But first:] I love you.

[glorifies]

I love you too, Miu-san. I will be here tomorrow when you wake up.

[ And he doesn't have to tell her that that's a promise. He's going to do everything he can to be wherever she is. ]