He's always assumed that if something like this ever happened to him, it would be for one of two reasons. The first would be that he had become so emotionally invested in someone that it became inevitable. That's the kind of entanglement he tries to avoid, but he's only human, and he had nearly been there before he'd been pulled abruptly through the Ingress. The second possibility was a desire to get it over with, to try to slake normal physical urges with a partner just for the sake of trying it. In the case of the former, he'd imagine that he'd want to stay all night, and the latter, he'd want to leave as soon as he could.
This isn't really either of those things: it's somewhere in between. He has a dim notion that maybe he should leave, go back to his own room, sleep there... but he doesn't really want to. Allison is warm and comfortable, and he feels rather cozy with her, and the idea of her being there in the night or in the morning is appealing... it seems very feasible that their mutual desire may rise again.]
I'm not as tired as I look, but you're right that I probably need to rest for a while.
[He rolls off of her to rest on his side, and tries to turn her so that they're face to face on the pillow.]
Limits... I didn't want to take the risk of overestimating yours.
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He's always assumed that if something like this ever happened to him, it would be for one of two reasons. The first would be that he had become so emotionally invested in someone that it became inevitable. That's the kind of entanglement he tries to avoid, but he's only human, and he had nearly been there before he'd been pulled abruptly through the Ingress. The second possibility was a desire to get it over with, to try to slake normal physical urges with a partner just for the sake of trying it. In the case of the former, he'd imagine that he'd want to stay all night, and the latter, he'd want to leave as soon as he could.
This isn't really either of those things: it's somewhere in between. He has a dim notion that maybe he should leave, go back to his own room, sleep there... but he doesn't really want to. Allison is warm and comfortable, and he feels rather cozy with her, and the idea of her being there in the night or in the morning is appealing... it seems very feasible that their mutual desire may rise again.]
I'm not as tired as I look, but you're right that I probably need to rest for a while.
[He rolls off of her to rest on his side, and tries to turn her so that they're face to face on the pillow.]
Limits... I didn't want to take the risk of overestimating yours.