( Anytime she gets to hear his genuine laughter, it can bring a smile to her face. It was a beautiful sound and she hopes that he can have more days of laughter. Her heart fluttering at the sound, knowing he caught on quick. Now she doesn't know if she believes this Snezhnayan saying, how they had a saying for her telling him to sleep. )

I don't know why I don't believe that's not something you just made up.

( She let's a light chuckle out as she stores that saying away in her memory. The way he was looking at her, she would have turned away if it weren't for the passionate love making they just did. But she's able to keep eye contact with him, gaze holding a softness to its challenging hold.

Surprise fills her and her heart flutters, before she playfully rolls her eyes. Moving one side of the blanket into one hand and her free hand reaching out for his. Resting their hands on her thigh where he could feel the shake of her legs, though more faint than it was before. )

You're a lot more poetic than I thought you'd be, I'm surprised.

( She leans down to kiss his cheek, before covering his face with layers of blankets in order to hurry off the bed and make a break for the bathroom. At least she won't hit the floor, though still a bit shaky. )