Josiah just sighed looking down at Atlas. He didn't much want to stay on the couch for however long it took for the other to wake up. The second he considered moving though, he shot the idea down. It was just so...comfortable like this. A half smile crossed over Josiah's face as he sifted his fingers through Atlas' hair. It was exactly as soft as it looked. "Why are you so comfortable to lay here like this with me?" he questioned the silence. After all, this friendship was unique in his life. Finally, Josiah settled down to stare at the ceiling drowsily.