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[WE'LL SEE IF YOU'RE STILL SAYING THAT AFTER YOU SPEND A FEW HOURS SLEEPING NEXT TO IT, GELDA.

It's doubtful he has enough energy left to do anything about any wounds she might have anyway, so that's for the best. They're both in desperate need of sleep.]

[Hey, at least it doesn't smell as bad as that vile substance Regal created when he lost his ability to cook. Remember that, Regal? Fun times.

In need of sleep? Why, Gelda's already catching up on it. He'd be a wise man if he were to do the same thing right now. His bedmate can wake up to the horrible smell a few hours later, when she's no longer borderline comatosed.]

[Ugh, don't remind him. That's an experiment he'd really rather forget-- well, that and the one that ended with him turning into a light-frog.

His eyes are already sliding shut of their own accord as he yawns and curls up, making sure to leave her some room on the bed. Having her wake up and get the wrong idea would be a bad thing indeed. He's already been at the mercy of her fearsome broom-fu once.

He'll be joining you in dreamland now if you don't mind~]

[No objections here! And really, Regal, how many more wrong impressions would you be able to give off? She already knows about the handcuff fetish and she's cool with it. The only reason she resorted to broom-fu was because she thought he was a fat burglar.

She awakens a bit more than five hours later, slightly dazed. It takes her a few seconds to fully comprehend where she is and why her body feels like lead. A faint smile tugs at her lips when she turns her head to see Regal, but decides not to get up just yet for two reasons. The first being that she's still tired and the second being that she doesn't want to risk waking him. So instead, she scoots towards him just slightly and closes her eyes again to keep on napping.]

[Well, let's see: there were the handcuffs, the porno music, the light-frog, the whole "fat burglar" thing, the cooking disaster... yeah, it can't get that much worse. (Which, of course, means that the mun is now resolved to make it worse at some point in the future.)

There's really no risk of waking him; he's out like a light and not likely to wake up anytime soon. The battle took a lot out of him both physically and mentally, with Zelos' death hitting him particularly hard. Right now sleep is a chance to let himself just shut all that out and recover.

So while he might not wake, he's nice and warm and solid to curl up against if Gelda wants.]

[She wants to, but she won't do it. She knows how Regal feels about his boundaries and she's not about to purposely cross those, even if he is asleep. It'd be... well... nothing short of rude. Plus, he does still smell terrible.

When she awakens another two hours later, she realizes it'd be best to get up and make herself some early breakfast. It's roughly six in the morning judging by the sunset and she can't sleep any more, so she might as well. Ensuring to make as little sound as possible, she pushes herself off the bed and tiptoes out the door to head downstairs.]

[And that, Gelda, is why he loves you. His boundaries are very important to him, even in his current condition. The fact that she respects him enough not to do anything untoward is part of what attracted him to her in the first place.

Regal doesn't even notice that she's gone... she could be wearing heels and tapdancing right next to him and he still wouldn't wake up just yet. However, what IS enough to awaken him is the scent of something delicious cooking that eventually manages to waft its way upstairs, reminding him that he hasn't eaten a proper meal in almost three days now. Rubbing at his eyes, he's going to follow that smell and stumble downstairs.]

[It's just bacon and scrambled eggs, really. Gelda isn't the master chef Regal is, so she's tossed the first thing she could find into a frying pan. At the sound of his footsteps, she turns to watch Regal stumble his way into the kitchen. It's extremely easy to tell he's still exhausted, but that just causes a smile to appear on her face.]

Good morning.

[GOOD MORNING STARSHINE, THE WORLD SAYS HELLO-- huh what? Oh, she's talking to him. It takes him a moment to process this, and another moment just to process what it is she said before he even tries to formulate a reply.]

It's already morning?

[Considering how long and thick his hair is, he also has some pretty epic bedhair right about now.]

[Charming, Regal. Very charming. Though, if anything, it just makes Gelda chuckle a bit. It's good to know she wasn't the only one who was out exhausting herself the other day.]

I'd say so, considering the sun has just risen.

[She gestures to one of the chairs so Regal can take a seat. The food's going to be done soon, anyway.]

[Just don't let him catch a glimpse of himself in a mirror and we're good. His hair looks like it could eat a small child with the way it's sticking everywhere. Of course, he's too exhausted to care or even notice.

He doesn't need a second invitation to sit down, stifling a yawn as he does so.]

I must have slept for longer than I'd thought.

There's no harm in that. After all that's happened, anyone would've slept longer than expected.

[She gives him one last smile before turning her attention back to the frying pan. That delicious smell is making her stomach churn anxiously, considering she hasn't been eating well these past few days.]

[And as if on cue, his stomach rumbles. Loudly. Whoops.]

[Teeheeheeh. She'll pretend she didn't hear that and save him some dignity.]

[Regal has dignity left after all of the experiments he's been through? It must be pretty microscopic by now.]

... my apologies.

[Everyone suffers from the experiments, though. It's really not that bad.]

It's fine.

[Flipping over the bacon, now. Yum yum.]

[Conversation topic, conversation topic... he suspects that neither of them really wants to discuss the battle right now, not so soon after it's over.]

Did you sleep well? I apologize for not taking you to your own room, but I was afraid I would not be able to make it down the hall in my condition.

[Avoiding the topic of that battle to talk about how they slept in the same bed? Hm, yes, that's considerably less awkward. Excellent choice, Regal.]

Mm, I slept like a log. You could've dumped me in the storage closet and I still would've had a good night's rest.

[Hey, it was fully-clothed sleeping. No funny business going on here.]

I suspect I would have done much the same myself had I not managed to make it to the bed. At that point, even the floor would have been a viable option.

[It was still a big step, considering we're talking about Regal here. Anyway, Gelda will take out two plates now to divide the bacon and eggs.]

It seems we've both been stressing our limits these past few days, then.

[Maybe next time he'll actually sleep under the covers instead of on top of them! ... or not, knowing him. Gelda will probably end up having to pounce him someday.]

Indeed, but I have no regrets. I only wish I had been able to do more.

[Too bad she won't. She doesn't want to scare him off by coming on too strong, after Regal made it clear he wants time.]

That makes two of us, then.

[She sets one of the plates down in front of Regal and takes the seat opposite him.]

[Oh you two, such fail. But adorable fail.]

Thank you.

[When she sets the plate down, he reaches out to place a hand over hers for a brief moment before withdrawing it to allow her to sit down.]

It's funny how things like this make one realize what is truly important.

[Aww, Regal, that made her blush. And this time, she actually has an icon to show it.]

Mm, that's quite true. Friends, family, loved ones... We need to hold them all close while we still can.

... yes.

[And now he's thinking about Zelos, whom he wasn't able to help. Of all the people he had been worried about most in this battle, Zelos hadn't been one of them. That's why his death hit Regal particularly hard.]