If he can't make his thoughts and his voice work in tandem, something where neither of them have to talk seems ideal. Alistair presses his shoulder against Cullen's in kind; if, after a couple minutes, his head lists to lean against Cullen's, too, it's probably just the exhaustion. Probably.
Eventually, he picks up the blanket to drape half of it over himself. Silently, he offers the other half to Cullen.
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If he can't make his thoughts and his voice work in tandem, something where neither of them have to talk seems ideal. Alistair presses his shoulder against Cullen's in kind; if, after a couple minutes, his head lists to lean against Cullen's, too, it's probably just the exhaustion. Probably.
Eventually, he picks up the blanket to drape half of it over himself. Silently, he offers the other half to Cullen.