<div style="text-align: justify;">Mari felt tired and relieved at the same time. Relieved that whatever her other self had been up to, she hadn't destroyed the growing trust and affection between Dumas and herself. And tired because that same feeling of relieve made her feel exhausted, as though she had been running a marathon. With that, there was the inevitable headache Shadow Mari always left behind when she left. All of that together made Mari need some rest. And she was sure Dumas needed it as well. The <span style="font-style: italic">other one</span> probably had been unbearably annoying for him to snap and hurt her.<br/><br/>Apart from a shift of position here and there, or a few sleepy words, Mari slept like a baby, feeling safe with Dumas by her side. The hours she spent asleep were almost completely lost in her memory, but in a good way. <br/><br/>When Dumas brushed his fingers on her neck, Mari stirred again, almost crossing the threshold between being asleep and being awake, but not quite there yet. The hostess still slept for a while more when Dumas wrapped his arms around her, and her eyes had a lazy expression when they finally opened. A lazy smile showed up on Mari's lips, and one of her hands ran through Dumas' hair. "Hey, honey", she murmured softly. Mari had decided she would call Dumas 'honey'. It was a name she didn't give anyone else, and it had not been used by the bitch.<br/><br/>With a sigh and a moment to stretch her body, Mari smiled again. "It's good to wake up and see you. Can we keep this up?"</div>