( adding to the last post )<br/>He has taken a blanket over his lap and legs as it has become a bit chilly. His toes gently brush on her heel, big toe resting beside her heel on her sandle and wiggling once in a while. His hand is sleepily fallen under the hand-rest and he can feel the fabric on her skirt touch his fingers now and then. He can almost feel some warmth coming from her thighs and onto his fingers. Yet, he is very much in sleep. His hands and feet are only making little instinctive movements. Then he gently pressed his big toe on her heel, kinda trying to sneak under it.