[Dave asks questions and never fully expects answers, so even the vague promise of a follow up is enough to satisfy him for now.
He grumbles in protest at the order, gentle as it may be. He doesn't know how he's supposed to sleep with about ten thousand things running through his mind.
Luckily (?) his body is so physically tired that the soothing feeling he gets from being sung to is enough to make him shut his eyes and at least try to enjoy it. Only now he doesn't want to sleep because he doesn't want a moment where he feels like this to end.
It's not up to him, though. It's not long before he's actually asleep, his chest rising and falling in a slow, relaxed rhythm. His face is mostly peaceful but occasionally he'll frown in his sleep. It's fine. He almost immediately curls himself into a Dave-sized ball and he tucks his head under his own arm. That's when you know he's really out of here.]
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He grumbles in protest at the order, gentle as it may be. He doesn't know how he's supposed to sleep with about ten thousand things running through his mind.
Luckily (?) his body is so physically tired that the soothing feeling he gets from being sung to is enough to make him shut his eyes and at least try to enjoy it. Only now he doesn't want to sleep because he doesn't want a moment where he feels like this to end.
It's not up to him, though. It's not long before he's actually asleep, his chest rising and falling in a slow, relaxed rhythm. His face is mostly peaceful but occasionally he'll frown in his sleep. It's fine. He almost immediately curls himself into a Dave-sized ball and he tucks his head under his own arm. That's when you know he's really out of here.]