Claire wouldn't want to see him go to sleep either, if only because she worried about him not waking up again as well. She had waited a long time to see him upright and it was almost surreal now that it was happening. Reaching up to touch his forehead, her fingertips were as light as a feather's touch as she ran them through his hair before she pulled back. Affection, which had become a normal action for them, almost felt strange to her too.
But she allowed a faint smile to come to her lips as he finally said that he was starving and she nodded, straightening. "I can make you some food. Anything specific that you want?"
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Date: 2010-12-18 04:44 pm (UTC)But she allowed a faint smile to come to her lips as he finally said that he was starving and she nodded, straightening. "I can make you some food. Anything specific that you want?"