Dyle

*falls asleep again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again*

*jerks awake again* Damn it.

*brusha sleeps peacefully through all this*

*falls asleep*

*holds her sleeping form* Rest, my love.

*watches her sleep peacefully, thumb stroking her cheek* Sleep well, my brave artist. I'll guard your dreams.

*he sighs and gets up from his seat, walking over to you*

?...

*he picks you up and sits down on the couch, holding you on his lap*