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[He happily gets to his own book and begins--he's a voracious reader and definitely reads faster than most people. After a few minutes of not hearing Betty turn a page, he looks over at her, noticing her struggle to keep awake.]

Sleep, [he murmurs, not wanting to disturb her too much.] I'll be here when you wake up.

Hm? [ she wakes up a little, glancing up at him sheepishly.] I'm sorry, you're supposed to be keeping me company and I'm falling asleep on you.

Don't be. If you're able to sleep, take the chance. [and he flashes her a bright smile. As an insomniac, he can appreciate when he actually feels tired--she should seize her chance.]

[ She lets out a soft sigh, letting her book lay on her stomach as she starts to drift off with a soft, murmured 'Thank you'. It's a few minutes later that she shifts, curling towards the warm body next to her, tucking herself against Gansey's side and sighing contently, sleeping a dreamless sleep.]

[Gansey is glad she's comfortable enough to fall asleep at least.

He smiles to himself when she curls up to him. Gently, he reaches for a fleece blanket next to him and spreads it over Betty's resting form, one arm loosely around her shoulder to keep her near and he uses the other hand to continue reading.

He will happily stay like this awhile.]

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