"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"
You bet we will. [ It's a soft mutter, though, and she keeps both arms around him, the grip slackening but never fully releasing him as she gradually drifts off against him.
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[But at her yawn, he strokes his hand over her hair.] Get some sleep, Yang.
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[ She's gotta protest. Out of obligation. ]
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[In an achingly fond way, he strokes her hair, slow and rhythmic...] Sleep, we'll talk more tomorrow.
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That hair thing is too damn nice. ]
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He kisses her head when he feels her emotions settle into the more indistinct ones of sleep, whispering a good night before closing his own eyes.]