When you were gone, I stayed in your room, now and then.

*He inclines his head to her, shifting his body so he's closer to her.*

The bed isn't empty anymore, Misa.

I can -- ?

*His face is close to hers. He finds that he cannot lecture her for spending five days in the same way that he spent five months -- sleeping only when exhaustion made it impossible to stay awake. He finds that he wants to kiss her soft, pink lips, watch her eyelashes flutter closed, run his hands over the smooth bend of her shoulders.*