Finally sleeping in her own bed again after a few weeks away. It was a relief to be back, but the thought that there was one who wouldn’t be sleeping in their bed, and possibly another who wasn’t happy to be home made her heart ache. Hel looked distant and her lips were pulled down at the thought, and as the lights went out and just flopped into her side, not comfortable sleeping on her back yet.

She was dragged out of her morbid thoughts though as she felt the blankets get pulled up, and then what as most surprising, was feeling Mot’s arms wrap around her. The reaper stiffened at first, utterly surprised. He was holding her without some blankets between them…holding her without being asked to. After a moment, she wrapped an arm around his waist in return, and nestled her face against the crook of his neck. This…this felt nice. “Thank you.” She whispered.