[Mera had been pretty exhausted too. Turns out coming back to life really takes it out of you. Falling asleep had been incredibly easy. She was pretty much out the minute she touched the bed. In the morning she wakes with Arthur curled around her, which has always been incredibly comforting. She lies there, quietly, running her fingers up and down the arm around her waist. He needs his rest. She doesn't want to wake him]
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