He rolled over so that when she collapsed, she did so onto him, a much more comfortable landing than the cold stone would. A few thoughts later, he was sitting up right in a lounger, Ama still resting against him, and he sighed, before resting his head against hers. "Sleep first, then conquer the universe. Half hour sound good?"<br/><br/>The Cave had never spawned anything that wasn't already in the room when the spelunker arrived, so he wasn't terribly worried about something attacking them. Half an hour later, he was awake again, and snacking on a loaf of bread, one hand stroking Ama's hair, idly contemplating how best to stagger the newest tails for the kitsunes. He had himself, Ama and Inari at the top, the kids below them, but was debating whether the current eight tails should get to nine or ten, mostly to waste time.