He smiled, and let his head drift down, resting against her breasts. "Just a moment?"<br/><br/>He kissed the valley between her breasts, forcing himself to dismiss the pain, and merely function.<br/><br/><hr/>The next morning, he shifted, pulling his consort closer to him, the warmth of her body, pressed against his, comforting and somehow more real than the nightmares of his subconscious. He smiled, and stroked her hair out of her face, holding her against him, and let her slowly wake up. Bastetta was going to wake up soon, and while he had looked the door, she had a way of unconsciously using her latent magic talent to unlock doors, and an annoying habit of charging in and doing a flying jump on her mother when she suspected she wasn't getting all the attention. It wouldn't last much longer, he knew, but just for today, she would be stymied at the door. Tysinni had earned her rest.