Noe inhales deeply, filling every crevice of his lungs with refreshing air as he stretches his arms and bends his torso.
Ruftling the sheets, Daniel traces the line of Noe's legs beneath the sheets, "Feeling rested?"
"Mhh," Noe mutters.
Daniel flings the sheets and blanket off their bodies, "Great!" Getting up, Daniel begins to dress himself and gently passes Noe his Ephrene robes.
Disheartened, Noe watches Daniel get dressed.
Daniel pecks Noe's cheek, "Are you sad because I'm concealing the goods or because we don't know Kamiyama's next move?"
"Both," Noe admits.
"I may have a solution to the second problem."
Daniel's heart flutters as Noe lifts the hem of his shirt.
"I'd rather we fix both," Noe mumurs softly.
Swatting Noe's hand away, Daniel scuttles across the room and puts on his shoes, "We'll have all the time in the world to do that after the war is over. The faster you get up and get dressed, the faster it will end. I have an idea."
