[ Stirring in her sleep, the quiet voices are enough to gently rouse her from her dreams. She turns on her back and tiredly rubs at her eye with one hand before having it slump back down to her side.
She opens her mouth slightly to speak, but no words come out at first, when it quickly registers in her mind that she's gazing right up at Cullen. ]
...Cullen?
[ It's a questioning tone, to make sure she's not dreaming. For just a moment, it might have looked like she wanted to address him differently. Father. She's at least conscious enough to stop herself from making a mistake. ]
Jove's here too.
[ She'd sound more cheerful if she were fully awake, staring with tired eyes and looking just about ready to drift off again. ]
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She opens her mouth slightly to speak, but no words come out at first, when it quickly registers in her mind that she's gazing right up at Cullen. ]
...Cullen?
[ It's a questioning tone, to make sure she's not dreaming. For just a moment, it might have looked like she wanted to address him differently. Father. She's at least conscious enough to stop herself from making a mistake. ]
Jove's here too.
[ She'd sound more cheerful if she were fully awake, staring with tired eyes and looking just about ready to drift off again. ]