With a sigh Dark sat up in bed. Sunrise was approaching; he had slept very little and had tried convincing himself that he grown accustomed to it yet his body ached for rest. Dark scouted the room with a glance; bundles of dried lavender and herbs hung from all corners of the room. He recognised it was for a warding spell, but for what he could not recall. Nonetheless, the dead flowers' scent distracted him from the dreariness of the Inn's room.<br/>His attention flickered onto his bed companion, whose nasal snoring filled the room like a cicada's song, and smiled for a moment. Resolved to sleep somewhat before the night's end, Dark carefully laid himself on top of his partner, resting his head on his chest. He listened to the rhythmic heartbeat:<br/>Ba-bum. Ba-bum.<br/>His partner's breathing and heartbeat became his lullaby, drowning out thoughts of panic that irked his tired mind. Losing himself in the sounds, he rested.<br/><br/>Ryo winced as sunlight peered through the small window and shone directly onto his face. He stopped himself from stirring as he became aware of the weight that pressed on his chest. Looking down he encountered a crown of raven hair. He smiled softly as he wrapped his arms around the body that laid on his. I'll let him sleep a little longer, he thought to himself. Staring up at the ceiling, he ponder their next course of action.<br/>They would have to start heading north to the next town, the sooner the better. Their search for a spellcaster had so far been disappointing and Ryo worried over their inevitable failure.<br/>Pushing the negative thoughts away, he diverted his attention to his sleeping lover. While running his fingers through his hair, he spoke softly to wake him; "Dark. Wake up, flower." The young man rose, rubbing his eyes and stretching his limbs.<br/>"Mornin'," Dark mumbled.<br/>"Morning," Ryo replied, smiling sweetly.