[When Tauriel's hand nears and brushes his braid, Fili catches himself holding his breath, though his lungs soon take issue with that. Shaking his head slightly, he sits up, but smiles.]
I've slept enough. [Just about draped over her like a third blanket, at that. Something else may be unspoken here, but palpable, another sort of gratitude. He and Kili haven't ceased to make up a unit.]
... But you'll have your hands full with my brother awhile longer, I think. [Which doesn't appear to bother her, either.] Give him a shove, if you need to. I'll take the blame.
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Date: 2014-01-12 08:07 am (UTC)I've slept enough. [Just about draped over her like a third blanket, at that. Something else may be unspoken here, but palpable, another sort of gratitude. He and Kili haven't ceased to make up a unit.]
... But you'll have your hands full with my brother awhile longer, I think. [Which doesn't appear to bother her, either.] Give him a shove, if you need to. I'll take the blame.