She's got him. She's got him and she's got a plan and the world feels very warm and nice once all that's true.

Even better, of course, is actually getting to the bed. Actually being allowed to squirm out of her hold and be properly flopped across the bed. It's a good bed. It's a bed for stretching out on and a bed that smells like her. It's his favourite bed.

"...boooo."

It's his sound for the evening.