I don't know about that. But I'm glad you're finally getting some rest . . . hypothetically.

[Because it's a weird thing to be glad about when the current context is that neither of them are in bed in the middle of the night, whoops.

Mash leans back, though, letting the contact soothe and warm her. It's harder to be stressed under the moon like this, with Ritsuka, even if she can't entirely quiet her mind. She doubts Ritsuka can, either.]

Are you having a good time?