And she may be niave, but some innuendo she simply can't help but catch. Something dark flashes in her eyes for a moment, but it's probably the firelight as she shakes her head with a regretful smile. "I rarely seem to sllep well I'm afraid, and would not see your sleep disturbed by my thrashing." a polite way to give them what privacy she could.
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Date: 2006-03-31 06:39 am (UTC)