[Gwendolyn isn't really used to any kind of closeness with other people; it wasn't exactly prohibited in her homeland, but the idea of it was definitely frowned upon. Distance was just another way to stay strong; allowing any sort of closeness with another would welcome nothing but weakness.
But she can't help the fact she's a soft touch, either. As Lyria sleepily drops her head right into Gwen's lap, after briefly considering whether or not to wake her - looking somewhat awkward about the whole thing - she ends up simply leaving her be. Her hands stay by her side and she doesn't interfere with this mysterious girl, but when she does eventually wake up that's what Lyria will be met with.
Gwendolyn feels like she should address the situation, though. As awkward as she feels, silence would be far worse.]
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But she can't help the fact she's a soft touch, either. As Lyria sleepily drops her head right into Gwen's lap, after briefly considering whether or not to wake her - looking somewhat awkward about the whole thing - she ends up simply leaving her be. Her hands stay by her side and she doesn't interfere with this mysterious girl, but when she does eventually wake up that's what Lyria will be met with.
Gwendolyn feels like she should address the situation, though. As awkward as she feels, silence would be far worse.]
Did you rest well?