[ He'd offer to get out of her hair but he'd have to wake up someone from his own ship to come and get him since he definitely didn't come over by shuttle. ]
No, it's not. I mean, I'd probably have to be crazy to kick you out.
[ she laughs to herself, nerdily, and doesn't elaborate. And suddenly realizes she hopes he doesn't mind the fact that she's wearing a tank top and bikini briefs instead of full pajamas. ]
[ It seems perfectly sane to him to kick out someone in your bed that you didn't invite there, even under these circumstances. He could take the couch, now that Winn has his own room. He'd just rather not, for a couple reasons. ]
Because you're my friend who also happens to be really not bad to look at. So I know you're not going to try anything, and you know that if you did I could use my laser eyes.
Not the laser eyes! I'm a gentleman. [ He's settling back down, though, because it's more comfortable for them to fit when he's on his side... he props his head up on his arm and reaches out for Kara to come snuggle. ]
I do want to see what you can do sometime, though.
[ she doesn't get to snuggle much in her life, mostly with her sister, but this is decidedly un-sister-like, so she takes him up on the invite, reclaiming her pillow from where it landed ]
Just not on you. Got it. Jim is paranoid about using the heat vision on the ship, which I get. I just don't know that it would make everything explode like he thinks.
[ Ramse is extremely snuggly. He's solid and warm and already knows how they fit together since he woke up first, so he's the one to press against her side and wrap an arm around her waist. His other arm is trapped between them but he bends it up to play with a lock of her hair. He's used to being either the pillow or the big spoon, so this is different but surprisingly comfortable. ]
Minimal explosions and fires, we'll bring a bucket of water or something.
[ Cuddles are happening, Kara, it's okay. Ramse seems entirely himself, in any case. Because as a gentleman, everything is platonic until the other person makes it known otherwise. ]
Do most superheroes have powers that cancel out other powers they have? I don't remember that being in any comic books.
I mean, I'm still the only superhero I know, besides my cousin, who has basically the same powers. But there's no reason I can't have both heat vision and ice breath.
[ This close, his voice is hardly more than a rumble that she can feel in her chest. Ramse drops the lock of her hair and snuggles down closer, reaching to take her hand. ]
Heh. [ He tangles their fingers contentedly. ] I'm not that good a liar, I really have no idea. Someone will probably have to come get me in the morning if it was Atroma's teleporting trick. But don't put sneaking into your bed past me from now on.
I figured I should at least give you the chance to scream and kick me out.
[ He's smiling, but is also sincere. The last thing he'd want is to be here if she was uncomfortable with it and that kind of involves asking. Consent, man. It's important. ]
We can plan, then. Since I kind of like it here. [ For clarity: ] With you.
Space gets pretty cold, I'm not about to complain.
[ He thinks she's a perfectly comfortable temperature... but the only person whose been in his bed since Celeste left is Sascha and he's room temperature at best. ]
Sure. Do you want to roll over? Dibs on big spoon.
[ she rolls over so they can spoon properly, which suits her because she's kind of wondering what her life is right now. she's not complaining. maybe she's dreaming? yeah, that's what this is. definitely a dream. facing away from him and the fact that it's dark are her saviors right now, so he can't see her flush ]
[ He scoots in behind her properly, arm still around her waist. ]
I'm comfortable.
[ Rolling has her hair falling away from her neck and it's the most natural thing in the world for Ramse to tilt his head up and kiss there, before his sleepy brain remembers that this is Kara and not Celeste and he doesn't have permission for that kind of thing. Whoops. Maybe she won't... notice... ]
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Are you calling me fat?
[ she doesn't think he is. she's teasing. she wouldn't care anyway. but this is strange. ]
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...this is weird, isn't it?
[ He'd offer to get out of her hair but he'd have to wake up someone from his own ship to come and get him since he definitely didn't come over by shuttle. ]
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But... is it weird to say...
I don't exactly mind...
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[ It's strange to wake up somewhere else, sure, but as long as neither of them minded... actually he the opposite of minded. ]
...is it too much to ask to stay?
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[ she laughs to herself, nerdily, and doesn't elaborate. And suddenly realizes she hopes he doesn't mind the fact that she's wearing a tank top and bikini briefs instead of full pajamas. ]
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What do you mean, you'd have to be crazy..?
[ It seems perfectly sane to him to kick out someone in your bed that you didn't invite there, even under these circumstances. He could take the couch, now that Winn has his own room. He'd just rather not, for a couple reasons. ]
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I do want to see what you can do sometime, though.
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Just not on you. Got it. Jim is paranoid about using the heat vision on the ship, which I get. I just don't know that it would make everything explode like he thinks.
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[ Ramse is extremely snuggly. He's solid and warm and already knows how they fit together since he woke up first, so he's the one to press against her side and wrap an arm around her waist. His other arm is trapped between them but he bends it up to play with a lock of her hair. He's used to being either the pillow or the big spoon, so this is different but surprisingly comfortable. ]
Minimal explosions and fires, we'll bring a bucket of water or something.
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I'll just use my ice breath on it.
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Do most superheroes have powers that cancel out other powers they have? I don't remember that being in any comic books.
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[ This close, his voice is hardly more than a rumble that she can feel in her chest. Ramse drops the lock of her hair and snuggles down closer, reaching to take her hand. ]
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[ takes his hand and leans into him a bit ]
So, you're not just pretending to not know how you got here, right?
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This is nice.
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Is it... something you would want to do?
[ look, she's trying to get a feel for the situation ]
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...if you wanted.
[ By which he means absolutely but doesn't want to make it sound like he's an attention starved cuddle whore. ]
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[ but she's sincere ]
Thank you.
And... I wouldn't... mind? I mean, I'd actually prefer planning. But I wouldn't mind you... here.
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[ He's smiling, but is also sincere. The last thing he'd want is to be here if she was uncomfortable with it and that kind of involves asking. Consent, man. It's important. ]
We can plan, then. Since I kind of like it here. [ For clarity: ] With you.
It's definitely the best sleep I've had in ages.
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Wake me up if I snore though, okay?
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[ He thinks she's a perfectly comfortable temperature... but the only person whose been in his bed since Celeste left is Sascha and he's room temperature at best. ]
Sure. Do you want to roll over? Dibs on big spoon.
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Let me know if you're comfortable.
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I'm comfortable.
[ Rolling has her hair falling away from her neck and it's the most natural thing in the world for Ramse to tilt his head up and kiss there, before his sleepy brain remembers that this is Kara and not Celeste and he doesn't have permission for that kind of thing. Whoops. Maybe she won't... notice... ]
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