OOM: June 2012, Geneva, Switzerland

[timelessinventor]

Helena disconnects Joshua's phone (to the faint sounds of Claudia swearing on the other end; she does hope she's not too put out) and weighs her options. She's probably best off tying him to the bed, just to be sure; she wouldn't want him taking off before she gets a chance to explain herself, after all. That decided, she makes short work of doing so (...what in the world is this... stuffed thing? Ah, well, it can just - rest on his chest, then).

When she's done, she settles in on the other side of his bed and waits for him to wake up.

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[damncompass]

"I know the feeling." Joshua turns off the light, then goes back to bed, climbing in beside her. "Claud's not the most tactile of people." He has a moment of... not knowing if he should hold her or what.

[timelessinventor]

"And I don't imagine this is the sort of establishment where people hug each other willy-nilly." She answers that question for him, taking his hand again (she doesn't want to presume, but she rather needs some contact right now).

[damncompass]

"aheh. Not at all. Scientists are not tactile." He squeezes her hand and in a strange moment of confidence, puts an arm around her and snuggles.

[timelessinventor]

She leans into it (god, she needed this more than she knew). "Thank you."

[damncompass]

"You're welcome." Joshua yawns hugely. "mmmf, sorry. I think the adrenaline's wearing off."

[timelessinventor]

"Quite all right, darling." That yawn proves contagious before long. "No doubt we could both use the sleep."

[damncompass]

"Rather. Sleep well, not-Lara Croft." He smiles, snuggling into her shoulder, and falls asleep before very long.