Veyran Solis
Character
Veyran didn't move much, just tightened his arm the smallest amount when her fingers squeezed his sleeve, a silent I'm with you pressed into the shape of his hold.
"Good," he murmured into her hair, voice low and steady. "Then it waits."
His hand smoothed once over her ribs, slow and careful, like he was brushing the last of the holofeed's shadow off her without saying its name.
"And it won't be the only thing in the room," he added, softer. "Not while I'm here."
He kissed her temple, brief, warm, and let his breathing match hers until the quiet felt real and sleep took them both.