That foot feels like a mile at the same time it's not enough distance at all. Strange and familiar at the same time, it's only the exhaustion of the day setting in that lets her relax into the blankets, the pillow under her head the perfect amount of fluff. Lying on her back, she looks over at him for a long moment with a look of fondness before echoing the sentiment. "Sleep well, my knight."
She's asleep in minutes, turning onto her side toward the window to be more comfortable, and for the first few hours she sleeps deeply and doesn't move again. With all the travel she's done since taking her role in the Senate, she's learned to sleep anywhere under various conditions, so it's not surprising that she has no trouble falling asleep under the guard of a Jedi Knight. It's staying asleep that is the problem, and has been for a number of weeks now.
The dreams take hold an hour before sunrise, memories creeping to the forefront of her mind and seeping into whatever pleasant scene her mind had created. The rain of glass upon white sheets and the smears of red that followed. The shouting surrounding her as she tried to stop that red from flowing over her hands. The tears hot on her face--
Tears that are there once again as she wakes with a start, pulling in a quiet gasping breath before remembering who sleeps beside her. Her heart still races as she slowly sits up and carefully climbs out of the bed, intending to slip out of the room without waking Obi-Wan.
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She's asleep in minutes, turning onto her side toward the window to be more comfortable, and for the first few hours she sleeps deeply and doesn't move again. With all the travel she's done since taking her role in the Senate, she's learned to sleep anywhere under various conditions, so it's not surprising that she has no trouble falling asleep under the guard of a Jedi Knight. It's staying asleep that is the problem, and has been for a number of weeks now.
The dreams take hold an hour before sunrise, memories creeping to the forefront of her mind and seeping into whatever pleasant scene her mind had created. The rain of glass upon white sheets and the smears of red that followed. The shouting surrounding her as she tried to stop that red from flowing over her hands. The tears hot on her face--
Tears that are there once again as she wakes with a start, pulling in a quiet gasping breath before remembering who sleeps beside her. Her heart still races as she slowly sits up and carefully climbs out of the bed, intending to slip out of the room without waking Obi-Wan.