"You too." Aletta said, and with that she put her arms around his torso. The beating of his heart was like a lullaby to her and she fell asleep rather quickly, drifting off into her dreams. The next morning however, she woke up with a bad headache and felt something heavy resting on her chest. Rolf had apparently rested his upper body on hers in his sleep and made her breathing harder than usual. "Oompfh, darling..." she said silently, pushing the man off of her body. "Could you please move for a bit...?" she added, though he wouldn't wake up from his deep sleep. She caressed his hair, watching him as he slept and decided to quickly brush through her hair as it had gotten tangled the night before. Her legs were stuck together and she still felt a little strange, though she didn't mind all too much. Walking back, she saw he had finally woken up by the clearly disoriented look in his eyes. "Good morning, sleepyhead." she said softly so he wouldn't wake up as aching as she had. "Have you slept well?"