[even though she had started to doze, Madoka heard what he said. after she's had a good night's sleep, it's guaranteed she'll make sure he knows — she wants to be someone that John can count on, too. whatever it takes.]
[she starts, though, when he shifts.] Ah! Sorry —
[and then, with a sheepish little laugh of her own:] Maybe we should both get some rest.
[It's perhaps a bit surprising that the look he gives her is almost of fondness, but he shakes his head instead once she apologizes.] Don't worry about it, it's okay. Rest doesn't sound like a bad idea though. Who knows what we will end up doing tomorrow. I'll fly us back down when you're ready.
[There's. Definitely a set of stairs they could take that isn't far under them and it would lead them to the lower level of the house, but who wants to do that? Not him. Nope.]
[it's surprisingly comfortable up on the roof — but John's right, who knows what could happen tomorrow. she doesn't want him losing anymore sleep than he already has.]
[so, she's the first to pull herself to her feet.]
I'm ready. [with a smile, she offers a hand to help him up.]
[He could have kept her here longer, but sleeping upright is uncomfortable at best and dangerous at worse. He takes the offered hand and pulls himself into a standing position, though he immediately shifts to bend and allow Madoka to jump on his back again.]
If we're here for a while? This might be a good place to come in the evenings anyway. You can see the ocean from here, too.
[and once they're safe down on the ground, and she's back on her feet, she ... looks down, fingers steepled, seemingly considering something.]
[ah, what the heck.]
[Madoka steps closer and wraps her arms around John in the biggest hug she can muster. she's a good foot shorter than him, so it might be a bit awkward, but it's genuinely affectionate and grateful all the same.]
[He's not sure what the considering look is for and he's about to ask if she's really okay but then she moves and--
--oh. It's unexpected, to say the least, and as such he's left staring at the top of her head for a split-second before returning the gesture. It's just as genuine and affectionate and he doesn't pull back just yet.]
[Madoka nods and just. hangs on for a minute — please bear with her. when she does let go, she quickly lifts a hand to swipe at her eyes. she ... thought she had run out of tears, but at least these are happy ones.]
I'll catch up with you tomorrow, all right? [in the afternoon, probably, after she's slept in. if her pigtails could droop in exhaustion, they would be right now.]
[Madoka why are you precious, stop this. He does nothing to hurry her along because he's okay with this. She clearly needed it and that's all right by him.]
Tomorrow it is. Get some rest. [He hopes she will, at least.]
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[she starts, though, when he shifts.] Ah! Sorry —
[and then, with a sheepish little laugh of her own:] Maybe we should both get some rest.
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[There's. Definitely a set of stairs they could take that isn't far under them and it would lead them to the lower level of the house, but who wants to do that? Not him. Nope.]
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[so, she's the first to pull herself to her feet.]
I'm ready. [with a smile, she offers a hand to help him up.]
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If we're here for a while? This might be a good place to come in the evenings anyway. You can see the ocean from here, too.
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[and once they're safe down on the ground, and she's back on her feet, she ... looks down, fingers steepled, seemingly considering something.]
[ah, what the heck.]
[Madoka steps closer and wraps her arms around John in the biggest hug she can muster. she's a good foot shorter than him, so it might be a bit awkward, but it's genuinely affectionate and grateful all the same.]
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--oh. It's unexpected, to say the least, and as such he's left staring at the top of her head for a split-second before returning the gesture. It's just as genuine and affectionate and he doesn't pull back just yet.]
Whenever you want. Okay? I'm always around.
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I'll catch up with you tomorrow, all right? [in the afternoon, probably, after she's slept in. if her pigtails could droop in exhaustion, they would be right now.]
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Tomorrow it is. Get some rest. [He hopes she will, at least.]