Mhegan yawned, snuggling in closer to Shizen, her leg tightening where it was draped over the black and green haired woman's hip. She blinked, yawning again as she was hauled up into Shizen's lap.  "Hhm.. wanna sleep on warm Shizen. You'r a.. comfy pillow..  's warm. I want Shizen pillow", the drowsy pilot murmured. Tired and comfortable enough, she didn't push the hem of her shirt, trapped between her back and Shizen's belly, any lower over her stomach, but let her head fall back onto a shoulder.