Arc smiled gratefully and carefully made his way next to her, leaning his head back and placing one hand behind his head. He was more than happy to lay next to her, though it did make him nervous. But what was the harm in just laying next to her? It's not like they were going to snog right then and there. There couldn't have been many opportunities to mess things up between them just laying with her, right? He had closed his eyes for just a moment as he got comfortable, but froze for just a moment when he felt her head rest against his shoulder. It was very unexpected, in his innocent ignorance regarding personal contact with another human adult, but a welcome one. Within a single second he relaxed, letting his shoulder wind down underneath her, giving her a soft place to rest her head. Without thinking he leaned his face against her, in absolute bliss and comfort with Madison.<br/><br/>"I'd be happy to, Madison," he whispered. He honestly didn't mind being woken up. Not only was his sleep not entirely restful, but he would have much rather stayed awake with her all night than wake up to find her exhausted weeping mess. If he could be of any help to her, Arc would oblige. Not out of pity, but for respect, and because he liked her, though he wasn't exactly sure that the feelings he experienced meant that. It was simpler than that, a sensation that made him feel good when they were together, and bad when they weren't. The thought of her leaving at any time was a dagger in through the heart, carving a hole in his chest but leaving him alive for the rest of his life.<br/><br/>The arm underneath Madison moved, turning and resting against her back. He wanted to put it around her, and even twitched as if he was actually going to. But he hesitated, not wanting to overload her again. If he could have possibly glowed, laying there with Madison, he would have illuminated the whole place. Arc let his eyes fall on hers, her deep hues locking him in, securing him safely. Thought left his mind. Nothing existed outside of Madison and himself. He wanted to kiss her, to feel her lips against his again, just for the simple fact that when they kissed, the world made sense.<br/><br/>"Madison..." he breathed softly, so softly in fact he wasn't even sure he'd actually made a sound.