[It's true that his bed is more comfortable, but right now, Xiao Xingchen prefers this place. He turns his attention away from the distant chatter of others gathered further away, turning his attention to sounds of just the two of them. His chest rises in a slow, gentle arc, before lowering back down.
For a moment, he almost looks asleep until he speaks.]
If you'd like to take a nap here, I would not mind.
[His voice also sounds all too comfortable, not precariously hanging on the edge of sleep, but that of one who could slip into it.]
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For a moment, he almost looks asleep until he speaks.]
If you'd like to take a nap here, I would not mind.
[His voice also sounds all too comfortable, not precariously hanging on the edge of sleep, but that of one who could slip into it.]