Underneath her blanket, Swann smiles, because it is so, so very rare that she gets what she wants, particularly from people like Jason, the people who usually want things from her, even if it's only to do what they say.
He's out before she can even fully uncover herself, and since he has thrown away the blanket covering her, she takes the thinner one from behind her head to cover them, moving over to share the pillow and wrap herself around his warmth, arms wound around his neck. She clings to him like one might a stuffed animal, rather than another human, and soon she is just as sound asleep as he is, snoring against his shoulder, less deafeningly this time.
She doesn't really care if they make it to the next activity.
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He's out before she can even fully uncover herself, and since he has thrown away the blanket covering her, she takes the thinner one from behind her head to cover them, moving over to share the pillow and wrap herself around his warmth, arms wound around his neck. She clings to him like one might a stuffed animal, rather than another human, and soon she is just as sound asleep as he is, snoring against his shoulder, less deafeningly this time.
She doesn't really care if they make it to the next activity.