Sleep was stealing over Kodama fast, too, her massage slowly becoming less and less...coherent...as she drowsed, her eyelids fluttering shut- Her head drooping forward, sleepily, in the slow bob of the almost-asleep...<br/><br/>In the innocent, questing way a sleeper manages, the Word reached out, her arms curling, almost by themselves, around the solid, *warm* shape before her- Snuggling against it, with a low moan as Kodama finally gave in, drifting off into vague dreams...Deciding, sleepily, that this wasn't so bad- And there was something else, but...<br/><br/><em>Zzzzzzzzzzz</em><br/>