Felih purrs quietly as he rests there, curled up in his lap. It's only as he finds himself drifting to sleep that he realizes, faintly, in the back of his mind...

This feels familiar, somehow.

He does the most stupid, reckless thing he could ever imagine himself doing, and fell asleep in the Ascian's lap, breaths slow and deep and soft, body relaxed and warm against his. He should not feel at ease, here. He should be on highest alert, sleeping lightly as he always does, uncomfortable with being out in the open amid wild creatures and an enemy against him, and yet...

...well, mayhaps he is too exhausted, after all. Something tells him he'll wake up alright.