Yoko watches the man enter the cage. The hug surprised him yet he curled into it. Looking at Shawn while he was nuzzled. Flushing a bit. He was tired and wanted to fall asleep. The light and relaxing kiss had him very relaxed. He didn't need much more encouragement to sleep than that one single word. It was a command word that his weary body willingly obeyed. He was soon out and imagining wonderful things up until the storm ended. He was curled up against Shawn. His head laying on the other man's chest. Relaxed and not wanting to wake. Wishing to stay in this dream world. Memories of when his mother was teaching him to swim. His father teaching him sword fights though the memory was fuzzy. His mother giving him her pendant from his father....everything that was good replayed in his mind.