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"...What if they go afta' yous 'nstead?" he said then, glancing at her as he stood there at his bedside. He didn't want to be the reason she ended up getting her next injection because she was playing guard in his duplex. He irrationally thought he was the next target but they'd take whatever they could manage. He'd never forgive himself.

Yeah, he was pretty damn paranoid...but he rather be safe than sorry.

And at this point, he was too tired to argue anymore. It was a logical enough idea and he certainly was not really in a state to try and take advantage of Awen...so really there wouldn't be a problem. In any case, the idea was taken well enough that he finally more or less crawled into the bed on the far side without complaint.

He peered at her sleepily, still unsure if it was safe to go to bed.
"If...dey show up, yous betta wake me up. I swear I'll..."
Jamal paused, catching on the words 'kill them' awkwardly. He couldn't even joke about that anymore.

He was sure this was a bad idea, but unfortunately his body won the fight, having run so long without sleep or something proper to eat; he hadn't even ate half his sandwich last night before everything happened. Jamal was a deep sleeper by nature...one generally had to be to get decent sleep during nighttime in the city... so once he was out, it would probably take a decent amount of noise to get him awake again. Perhaps to Awen's relief, he finally had relaxed, though there was still some tension in his jaw and brows.

The scene would probably be somewhat ridiculous had anyone been watching; a big black man all curled up in a ball, looking very much like a lost soul while a petite blue-haired woman was guarding him from the evils of Dr. Moreau. It would have been comical if there had been no real reason for this to be played out. Sadly, this was their reality.

Jamal was deep enough asleep to where he probably didn't hear her whisper, but reflexively he snuggled a little closer to her like she was some sort of oversized teddy bear.

(*does the tiiiiime waaaaaarp agaaaaaain*)

A few hours passed, four or five at max, and now the sun was just starting to peek over the horizon, setting the sky on fire slowly with it's sunrise streaking. Normally Jamal would have slept through all of that, waking sometime around 9 or 10, which was well after sunrise. However, even at rest his mind was unsettled and he found himself drifting in and out of sleep much more frequently than normal. It came to a point that he finally woke and was unable to return to sleep despite the tugging at his eyelids that commanded he fall back into slumber. No...he was probably done sleeping for the night.

He was surprised to find Awen cuddled more or less up to his chest, unaware that that was mostly his doing but he didn't move because it appeared she was...asleep? So much for guarding.

The black man managed a small smirk at that though...really...how could he expect her to stay awake that whole time.

Jamal blinked and glanced out the window, noting how very early it was. God dammit...at least he was fairly certain the Dr. wouldn't try something in broad daylight.

As Awen mumbled and shifted in her sleep, he glanced back at her, deciding against purposefully waking her up even though she was semi-talking as she slept. She'll prolly wake up soon 'nough, he thought as he idly brushed some stray blue strands from in front of her eyes. Plus she was kind of cute when she was sleeping.