[ It's nice.

Roland is actually pretty good at this, Inigo thinks. Better than expected, considering how the other man was lying down a moment ago. Then again, maybe that's just how Roland sleeps when he's sleeping by himself - he did say his wife was dead back home, after all..

.. geez. That's just too sad of a thought. Inigo tries to not linger on it for too long, instead shifting so he's even more cozily resting on Roland, hoping to relax the other as well with his warm presence. Both of them have been having a rather rough time, after all.

There's an affirmative hum at the question. ]

I usually sleep well already though. [ That's a bold-faced lie, but somehow it actually feels easier to lie like this, when everything says is a half-sleepy mumble against Roland's chest anyway. ] But when I have a choice.. I just like sleeping like this. With someone else. It's a lot more cozy.

[ And since being alone is the thing that terrifies Inigo the most, sleeping like this is just the best reminder that he isn't. It keeps all worries at bay. ]

But it's not like I can just ask people to sleep with me every night.. That sucks.