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Luke watched her eat with a sardonic smile, though eat probably wasn't the right term for it. Considering how she was flying through the food, he guessed she was a lot hungrier than she let on. Emotion did that to a person.

He laughed lightly and settled into the seat across from her, plucking up a few grapes to snack on while he watched her feasting. His eyes twinkled amiably as he winked. "You're not hungry, are you...~?"

Luke smiled and shook his head patiently. "I didn't mean a rest of a few hours. I meant a day, minimum. Preferably two or three. You need at least one night's rest before we hazard a return. Making the trip twice in one day is a bit much, even for you, Highness."

He stood and picked up a pear, which he rolled around his palm. He smiled and beckoned the maids over to take care of their business, then sat down on the bed and crossed his foot over his knee, and looked at Lus. "Don't try going anywhere, Highness. I'm still faster than you, and you know it~"

He smiled contently and bit into the fruit, sucking softly at the juice as it burst out of the skin. He chewed thoughtfully, then shrugged. "There's not much for you to get back to anyways. Nothing's happening at the moment, and we'll have a bit of time as the palace settles down."

Luke eyed her suspiciously. "Are you trying to be funny? We've been in your room for the past hour."

His lips twitched into a smile, which was cut off as he bit down into his pear. "Maybe you should stay a bit longer so we can work on your observational skills," he teased, coming over to nudge her shoulder with his elbow.

"Only place I can carry you now..." he sighed, then grinned. "Is to your bed."

He spread his hands wide and mimed picking her up, then waited for the split second as the air complied. She was hoisted up and into his arms, where he marched her around her room and back to her bed. He tossed her unceremoniously onto it, then leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth lightly, dodging away before she could retaliate.

He paused, figuring out the correct interpretation, and smiled. "Yeah, well, not everyone can be as witty as me."

He gestured dismissively toward the servants dismissively, pushing at them lightly with little bursts of air to get them to leave. "Go on," he laughed. "You'll be able to see her tomorrow."

He smiled happily down at her and, after a hesitant second, reached down to stroke her hair again. It had a nice texture to it; sort of smooth, sort of roughed, but not very tangled, and not conductive for static. He liked it. A lot. His smile expanded across his lips as his fingers started pacing through the strands more rapidly.

As her breathing evened out, Luke decided it would be prudent to leave the room. Shortly after, he decided he didn't care, and went on running his fingers through her hair, watching her chest rise and fall in its even pattern. He smiled and leaned back against the headboard of the bed, shutting his eyes and listening to the wind outside the windows.

Eventually, his fingers stilled their motion, and his own chest began its rhythmic expansions as sleep took him into its grasp.

Luke muttered in his sleep and clenched his fingers tighter together in her hair, tugging on it unconsciously. He slid down her pillows and nuzzled his face between her arm and the mattress, blocking out the light for a little while longer.

He relaxed again and his mutters became a low nonsensical hum, then faded away completely.

Luke giggled sleepily and tugged the covers down onto the ground with him. "Nah shubai ne coranos..." He mumbled, then laughed again into his pillow and started to scoot under the bed with all the blankets.