Mm.

[ It's a soft sound, one of agreement— but also one of content when he moves to press up against her once more, and really she feels like she actually could sleep like this, even though she knows that if she tries, the thoughts will grab a hold of her mind again and keep sleep at bay.

But at least sitting like this is nice, feels restful even if she's not actually getting any sleep. His voice is soft and gentle enough too that it almost feels like it's lulling her—

Until a thought strikes her out of the blue and she sits up a little straighter against him, making sure that he can see her face to understand that she's serious when she says it. The briefest moment of preparation, and that's all she gets, because in the next second she blurts it out: ]

I've never judged you, you know. Or thought worse of you. For leaving.

[ Perhaps a strange thing to say... but he has made sure to tell her multiple times this evening that he doesn't hate her just for who she is— somehow, it feels right to make sure he knows the same. ]

The Knights... it's the right place for me, but with everything that happened [ and she's sure she doesn't even know the full of it, somehow, despite being across the vast majority of the company's intelligence at any given time ] I can understand why it isn't the right place for you. I've... always thought that.