"Want a bedtime story?" he teased, voice warm. Bull knew how it felt to be exhausted, and he knew the relief that came when someone trusted was nearby to keep watch, or to otherwise ensure a quiet night.
Bull could do that. He didn't think he would sleep tonight, as tired as he was, so he could make sure that Geralt got the chance. He glanced toward the rucksack, taking note of where it was. He'd probably get into the books to keep his mind busy.
He should text Dorian to let him know he was alright, that he was staying out tonight to help someone else. And maybe for himself.
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Date: 2017-09-26 03:21 am (UTC)Bull could do that. He didn't think he would sleep tonight, as tired as he was, so he could make sure that Geralt got the chance. He glanced toward the rucksack, taking note of where it was. He'd probably get into the books to keep his mind busy.
He should text Dorian to let him know he was alright, that he was staying out tonight to help someone else. And maybe for himself.