[ Sleep is a wonderful thing. In this world, it can also be quite dreadful: those who eventually go seem to first go with sleep. She's witnessed it twice before, personally. Taken further, it's symbolic of mortality. There is no telling when any might fade from this world, but only knowing that they all, eventually, will.
Do mortals not fear falling sleep for this very same reason? That should they close their eyes, they do not know if they will wake? She, too, sleeps now. But for her, the fear is different: that when she opens her eyes, he'll remain asleep, and she'll never see his smile again.
For Noctis, his time here is especially precious, and as he settles into his sleep, she remains awake for minutes afterwards, looking at him, holding at him, relaxing against him. Eventually, she slumbers, her hold upon him loosening as the night takes her, all else forgotten. ]
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Do mortals not fear falling sleep for this very same reason? That should they close their eyes, they do not know if they will wake? She, too, sleeps now. But for her, the fear is different: that when she opens her eyes, he'll remain asleep, and she'll never see his smile again.
For Noctis, his time here is especially precious, and as he settles into his sleep, she remains awake for minutes afterwards, looking at him, holding at him, relaxing against him. Eventually, she slumbers, her hold upon him loosening as the night takes her, all else forgotten. ]