He blinked blankly, his body awakened from a night of deep sleep. He raised his hand to grasp the arm draped over him, but this simple action also awakened the person beside him.
"Buzz..."
In the next moment, Elizabeth, who was snuggled beside him, suddenly opened her bright, hollow golden eyes, looking at Fisher beside her.
Soon, an unusual look of satisfaction revealed itself from within her eyes. She smiled slightly, squinted her eyes, pressed her face against Fisher's chest, and gently held his hand, softly saying,
"Good morning, Fisher..."
"Good morning."
Elizabeth closed her eyes, as if still adjusting to the lingering drowsiness, prompting Fisher to look at her asking,
"Still tired?"
Elizabeth nodded in his arms with a soft groan, her voice sounding deep and muffled,
"A little, but it's still early, right? Let me lie here a while longer..."
"Okay."
After Fisher agreed, Elizabeth, in his embrace, seemed unable to restrain her laughter,
"Hehe..."
"What's so funny?"
