Even if their surroundings weren't a place both men found solace and took comfort within, the underlying ferocity contained within both would leave the other without any fear towards finding himself within such a slumber.
The diviner is quick to acknowledge the shimmering cephalopod first, with a warm smile and gentle pets. "'Nother long day, huh?" As well as rummaging through his own pockets before making a customary offering to Ciel in the form of a packet of biscuits. The hunter's companion deserves attention and appreciation, though the fox is well aware that his attention will be difficult to pry from the object of his affection once it's shifted.
And shift it does, every eye quietly and gratefully taking in the sight of his slumbering love. The silver of his hair glitters in the dappled forest light, body quietly rising and falling in breath, lips occasionally parting as if engrossed in unconscious thought and unspoken words. The diviner daren't disturb him, but can't be compelled to leave him either in spite of his guaranteed safety.
So after inhaling quickly to steel his nerves, the zenko carefully sidles himself in to bed down next to his love. Arms grasp in to pull a beloved waist in closely, sharing not only his bodily warmth but that of his tail wrapped around the two of them both. With a show of a sleepy smile, he's soon to nod off himself. Safe in the arms of love and overreaching embrace of the limbs of the forest itself.