She was curled in his lap while he worked. Small enough to work around, she was a comfort and company when he would otherwise be alone. Small scattered conversations and a lot of comfortable silences and he knew how to tell when she was falling asleep without truly looking or hearing the tiny snores. He had honed the art on Stephanivien many years prior and this was simply the same game with different players.
She was curled into his chest as he scribbled out reports and had fallen into a light doze. He smiles as he continues writing, finishing what he was working on before leaning back and ducking his head, gently kissing her awake, watching her eyes blink open and the smile spread therein. “How about we go to bed properly then?”