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If Phillip does or says nothing else, Gustavain will stay like that for long enough for Phillip to likely presume he's fallen asleep before he shifts slowly up to sitting instead and stretches, popping his spine in a way that manages to sound intensely satisfying. He'll slip out of bed a moment later, moving to the washbasin and coming back with a wet cloth to at least make a lazy sort of attempt at cleaning them up. He's not sure if they're done for the night or not, but he's certainly satisfied enough that the only thing he's reaching for is sleep at the moment, getting the both of them tucked under the covers instead of on top of them and crawling back close and warm as soon as that's settled.